"Planting" by Robert Livingston Poem on plants, Garden poems, Poem a day
Planting Your Spring Garden Poem. Web your rake tines are straight, i oiled your shears, your gloves are supple and your boots are by the door. Web wild orchid “the flower that walks”, the indian;
Web your rake tines are straight, i oiled your shears, your gloves are supple and your boots are by the door. Web wild orchid “the flower that walks”, the indian;
Web your rake tines are straight, i oiled your shears, your gloves are supple and your boots are by the door. Web your rake tines are straight, i oiled your shears, your gloves are supple and your boots are by the door. Web wild orchid “the flower that walks”, the indian;
