Creating A Poem

My Garden

This is my garden.  I'll rake it with care,
And them some flower seeds I'll plant there.
The sun will shine,
And the rain will fall,
For my garden will blossom and grow straight and tall.

Roses and hibiscus,
Stem cuts I'll plant,
Young plants they become.

Tiny spores blown around,
On wet ground, shady places,
Mushrooms and ferns will bloom.