My Garden

In my garden, there are many plants
All in A row, with many beautiful colors
Rising with A glow, when the wind blow
They bow their heads, wave their arms
In their individual row

Spring is in the air, with each corn stalk, shooting out it`s hair
The beets are all so red, with each potato
Waiting patiently, in its own bed

The beans are so plump and green,
Waiting for the farmer, to pick the vines clean.