<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519933" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In the Garden, With My Father</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is spring.<br>As in my garden, I stand.<br>In the garden -<br>My father is there; <br>... though long since gone... <br>He IS there.<br>I tend to the weeds, <br>The veggies and flowers... <br>He is there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I never understood him<br>(as I should have, could have) ...<br>Until now, <br>Here, in the garden.<br>Where I, like he, work the soil.<br>I've come just recently<br>(these last few years) <br>To enjoy and love my garden so.<br>- I am not as surprised afterall, as I would have thought, <br>To find him here.<br>Here, in the garden.<br>He loved his garden very much.......<br>I - at that early age of restless youth - had no use <br>For such slow moving things.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But now, I see, and myself move, at a much slower pace.<br>Therefore, it is him I am here and now able to see, <br>In the garden.<br>Watching it all grow, so peacefully.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is somewhat sad, that now, <br>When I can no longer tell him, <br>I understand. <br>For I have come to find... I love the garden too, <br>Just as much as he; <br>And we both always will.<br>My father - standing in the garden -<br>I now know.<br>After all these long years.<br>And I've missed him so; <br>But, how wonderful to find, <br>He IS here...<br>In the garden, our garden, <br>Always, with me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Smoky+Hoss">Smoky Hoss</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519933" data-title="In the Garden, With My Father de Smoky Hoss" data-description="It is spring. As in my garden, I stand. In the garden - My father is there; ... though long since gone... He IS there. I tend to the weeds, The veggies and flowers... He is there. I never understood him (as I should have, could have) ... Unti..."></div> </div> </div>

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