Sowing and Reaping
Over the weekend we planted some fruit trees.
It was a family activity of which I was well pleased.
While engrossed in this I had thoughts of my mother,
Who has that colloquial green thumb or green finger.
She has that natural knack for growing plants successfully,
As evidenced by crops that are healthy and harvest that are plenty.
My mother envisioned that, as part of her legacy,
Where her children and grandchildren could partake in the harvest freely, happily and appreciatively.
She stands proud and happy for that valid reason,
Crop after crop, season after season.
I think the green fingers have added assistance,
When there is love straight from the heart in coexistence.
Somehow the harvest multiplies like some kind of miracle,
Ensuring all visitors get a share that's favorable.
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