From my window, I gaze at my garden so lush.
My planning and work now rest in the hush.
With fruits and flowers, no weed in sight,
It stands in splendor, gleaming bright.
As neighbors pass by, they smile and say, “Good morning to you—what a beautiful day!”
With pride, I show my garden, cherished and dear;
Soon I’ll plant the seeds to have it next year.