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Make our Garden Grow

Make Our Garden Grow
for the hearty souls who made the Golden Community Gardens.
All rights reserved, written and performed by Camille Brightsmith 5/2011


What can we grow
Together with our big hands
And our small hands
What can we know
About this unforgiving sand

So little control
Can we carve out
With our dreams filled with green
Can we turn rocks and barren parking lots
Into joy and soil and beans?

We can make our garden grow
Put your fragile foot to hoe
We can make our garden grow

These foothills of gold
A barren patch
Of hardened sand
And a woman who knows
A woman whose wise and brash

Merry tribe of folk
And the rock hard ground
And the spade and fork
Yes the guitars played
In the berried shade

We can make our garden grow
Put your fragile foot to hoe
We can make our garden grow

A little child
Digs a hole
And she puts a seed to the ground to sew
And you kiss me
With my feet in the muddy soil
Of our souls

And we can make our garden grow

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4 Comments

  1. Michele Ford
    Posted June 27, 2011 at 7:16 am | Permalink

    Love this one! You never cease to amaze!

    • Camille Bright-Smith
      Posted June 27, 2011 at 3:09 pm | Permalink

      Michele – likewise my friend! You are gardening an amazing community and family down there in the Springs. I admire you so much!

  2. Posted June 27, 2011 at 12:12 pm | Permalink

    So beautiful, so timely! I’m sending this to all my compost and gardener friends. You are my favorite blossom, dearie.

    • Camille Bright-Smith
      Posted June 27, 2011 at 3:09 pm | Permalink

      From one flower to another. Te quiero mucho… I will try to learn this one for the 24th….I know its odd that I would have to learn my own songs. But I wrote and recorded it to fast….who knows what I did!!!