Green Thumb Confessions
The workings of late in our garden
Are having me begging your pardon
The veggies we planned
With hope to be canned
May leave us with nothing to harden
We’re really quite newbies at growing
It seems that our newness is showing
With things turning brown
We’re starting to frown
There’s more that we need to be knowing
This process is one worth the taking
For time and the hopes that we’re making
We’ll plug right away
Awaiting the day
When well-mounded harvest we’re raking
©RhymeLovingWriter 2016
The workings of late in our garden
Are having me begging your pardon
The veggies we planned
With hope to be canned
May leave us with nothing to harden
We’re really quite newbies at growing
It seems that our newness is showing
With things turning brown
We’re starting to frown
There’s more that we need to be knowing
This process is one worth the taking
For time and the hopes that we’re making
We’ll plug right away
Awaiting the day
When well-mounded harvest we’re raking
©RhymeLovingWriter 2016
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