Above, Erica Adeleye reads her poem.
The life a garden beholds is one of beauty.
A place where you can be one with nature and all creations.
From the birds to the bees, to the weeds and the leaves.
We all need a little dirt to grow!
The funny thing about a garden is that beauty lives within its gates.
And you will relize under it all something not so beautiful.
Thorns and weeds, grow there, the bugs may scare you and the soil may be messy, but they all help to create vivid colors.
Sweet aromas, and sensations, fruit and vegatables alike, play an important role in the gift of life.
In the garden where all is simple, pure and scerene.
Post by Erica Adeleye.