Nan and Pop’s Garden

Write a poem about an experience in your life in which nature was the teacher.

There’s a certain familiarity 

that lingers outback in the green,

where the chain of hearts dance down  

to kiss the alovera leaves like that of a dream, 

in nan and pops garden. 


I think back to my childhood days 

sitting amongst it all, 

with nan and pop by my side 

a tea and iced vovo on call. 

The birds would whip 

and the rain would fall, 

in nan and pops garden. 


As I begin to reach a time

where my head is fogged and my heart is sore 

I come to the garden 

and let the roots of home reassure. 

Oh the love I have for nan and pops garden. 

I love the way that plants grow from boots and tea pots about 

And the lizards lay in slumber 

without any sort of doubt.

I love the way I feel 

when entangled in the love of nan and pops garden. 

My Nan and Pop’s Garden is extremely sentimental to me. However, it is only now that I truly realise my appreciation for the garden as it has been what has comforted me most in times of self-crisis. This garden has taught me that if you give back to nature and care for it like my Nan and Pop do, it is sure to give love and reassurance back to you.

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