'Helping Mother Nature' Poem by Linda Winchell

Painted flowers on my bushes,
Colors everywhere.
They didn't seem to mind at all,
They didn't even care.

It rained so hard it knocked them down,
Flowers of color, now lay on the ground.

So with glue in hand, I stuck and sticked,
A flower on every branch, and stick!

I hope that Mother Nature doesn't care?
Of what it was I did?
I would never try and do her job,
Just a helping hand did give.

I love my bushes now, that color has arrived.
I'm glad I saved that basket of flowers,
The ones' I set aside.

Come smell my garden if you would,
I've sprayed them with pefumed scents,
It took all day to make them sweet,
A day in which God had sent.