Turn it around
Turn it around
Take it all on your own stride
Away from the clouded disguise
Let in the good and weed out the bad
Sometimes we can be either happy or sad
But no matter how cold the land,
We must be warm in our stance
And with a little glance,
Look over and lend a chance
Then turn it around
Take it all on your own stride
Open your heart, soul
And mind
Inch by inch, row by row, oh to make this garden grow ,all it takes is a rake and a hoe and a piece of fertile ground, "The Garden Song" by "Makem and Clancy " check it out ,a bit of diddly idle doo for Paddys weekend , your poem reminded me of that song .