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a tribute to all farmers
Plowing the Field
by RodG
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At last Spring's come and brought a begged-for sight:
All snow has disappeared from untilled fields.
Desiring pleasure found in plowshare's bite,
I yearn to see what toil and God's plan yields.
My white-faced team is pleased to pull and strain
as blade cuts deeply into dew-wet grass.
We plod and carve incisions in terrain
thick-sodded with a wind-sown weed that's crass.
Tomorrow I shall freckle furrows made
with hand-dropped seeds I saved from last year's crop.
Success depends on placement, how they're laid.
In strings of mounds they'll slumber when I stop.
And then begins my stomach-burning wait.
Will seedlings sprout up soon? What is their fate?
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Author Notes
Artwork is courtesy of Google imagery.
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