A letter from my Garden
By Nicki Joyce
Before you moved in my world was dark and gloomy. No sounds of laughter. No vibrant colours. No pitter patter of tiny animal feet pottering along the freshly mown grass. Before you moved in, I was unloved. Cast away, neglected, forgotten. Fleeting looks glanced my way and then immediately back, by the villagers who walked past me daily and tutted at how unkempt I looked. My soul, filled with sorrow at seeing their faces, I felt their shudders as they walked by. How I longed to be loved.
Then you moved in, and I heard you laugh, and I felt a sense of belonging. I knew you were home.
As the damp, and the weeds and the stones were removed, the sunlight began to flood within me. I could breathe for the first time in years. I began sprouting new life, new buds, new seedlings. The insects returned, the birds too, an endless view of new beginnings and opportunities.
I am reborn, In the hands of someone who loves me. I thrive. Laughter of children saturates the air And birdsong fills my ears I am grateful. I am blooming.
This lovely poem was sent in by my fantastic occupational therapy student Nicki, who is currently on placement with Converge. (Thank you Nicki!)
My house was abandoned for 10 years before we moved in.
The garden had been separated into two parts; one completely unused and filled in with tonnes and tonnes of gravel. It was overrun with weeds and damp moss. The second part was used as a driveway; part gravel, part grass.
We are in the process of restoring the garden to the quintessential English garden we have heard it once was. There is still much to be done, but it is a lifelong project for us.
I hope you enjoyed this lovely gift of a poem. I am imagining how this beautiful space may transform over the years and wish Nicki and her family many happy days enjoying this amazing space.
See you on Wednesday for the Connect to Nature Creative Writing Class. This week’s creative writing theme is going to be cloud watching! Something we can all enjoy by simply looking out of a window or stepping out of doors….see you then!
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