I'm out here planting potatoes.... A Poem
The makings of a garden....
I’m out here planting potatoes
Row upon row.
I’m out here hoping those ‘taters
Will grow and grow, and grow.
There’ll come a day next fall,
When slowly, carefully too,
I’ll uncover their children, one and all
To see what the water and sun did do.
I’m out here in the garden.
Planting carrots, spinach, peas.
The sun still northward headed.
Using plant food just to tease.
The vines of cukes and melons,
Some squashes, beans, and such,
Will tempt the passing felons,
Who really shouldn’t touch.
Those rows, and rows of produce,
Will meet the family’s needs.
If water and sun can seduce
The instincts of their seeds.
Another year with my partner
Who looks down from above,
And blesses my glistening sweat drops
With symbols of His love.
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