I am looking at you

through a tiny hole.

It took some doing

but I dug like a mole.

I grew you some onions, some beans and some rice

and I’ve cooked them all up into something nice.

I’ve tied a basket on a string and I’m passing it through

the hole in the world that I made to reach you.


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Julia Dean-Richards

Julia is a writer and performer living in the Shropshire hills. Her writing is a product and expression of the love she has found whilst journeying through the most difficult times of her life.

2 thoughts on “Gardener”

  1. This poem is great. I read it twice, and second time was even better 🙂 I like the hole idea

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