I think it was a potter <br /> <br />Who once created a garden from clay moulds <br /> <br />And left them to dry in the sun <br /> <br />He then scattered them all over the Earth <br /> <br />Playing with a pallet of original colours <br /> <br />An orange brushstroke here, purple there, some yellow, white farther out <br /> <br />And so he'd never get tired of looking <br /> <br />He spread all colours through every season <br /> <br />Thus making each day unrepeatable <br /> <br />I like this magical garden the most when it rains <br /> <br />It smells of wet earth and fresh leaves.<br /><br />Alex Fan Moniz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/garden-of-eden-11/
