The rosebushes have grown
They flourish under the eave
The berries too have blossomed
The earliest yet, I believe
The grass is also growing
In every little spot
The weeds are taking over
They invade each veggie plot
Yet other seeds are sprouting too
The borage for a start
The lettuce, carrots and the peas
Are each doing their part
I can hardly wait til August
To harvest all these fruits
And all summer watch the color
As each seed plants its roots