Un Certainty

Today I spent
A couple hours
In my garden
Unpicking flowers

I worked alone
It was no fun
Amidst the soil
Unplanting each one

That meant undigging,
Unwatering the bed
Unclosing the gate
Unbuilding the shed

Unpollinating every
Passing bee,
Unearthing worms
Down under me

There were a lot of things
I had to undure
Was it worth it?
I’m unsure