Snow is covering the ground
But Spring will soon appear
The mailman brings a catalog
At this time every year


Eagerly, we gather 'round
And savor every page
Like children in a toy store
In merriment we engage


Trees and flowers, seeds and plants
Through the catalog abound
Visions of our garden cause
Excitement all around


Plants we've never seen before
Flowers in every hue
Will grow in rich abundance
What a wondrous view


Our vegetable garden beckons
Beneath the frozen Earth
Waiting for its turn again
A glorious rebirth


Choosing all our favorite things
Filling out the form
Watching each day for the mail
The weather's getting warm


Finally, the big day comes
We dig and cultivate
Working long and tedious hours
Rows all neat and straight


Gentle rains fall down upon
The thirsty, sun-parched ground
The plants will soon be peeking through
True happiness I've found


Our labor has been all worthwhile
We now await the harvest
Gathering our precious crop
Thinking nothing will ever part us


I hear a noise and I awake
From a dream so real to me
Longing for a time now passed
That lives in my memory


I lost my love while I was young
Our children are all grown
Each year they await the catalog
Planning gardens of their own


Kathleen McCoy Eldridge©
August 3, 2005
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"Just Someone I Used To Know"
Sequenced by Dick Anderson
Dick Anderson's Country Guitar

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