SUNSHINE AND RAIN: strawberries.

Garden Song

Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
All you need is a rake and a hoe
And a piece of fertile ground
Inch by inch, row by row
Someone bless these seeds I sow
Someone warm them from below
Til the rains come tumbling down

Pulling weeds, picking stones
We are made of dreams and bones
Need a place to call my own for the time is near at hand
Grain for grain, sun and rain
Find my way through nature's chain
Tune my body and my brain to the music of the land

Plant your rows straight and long
Temper them with prayer and song
Mother earth will make you strong if you give her love and care
An old crow watching hungrily
from his perch on yonder tree
In my garden I'm as free as that feathered thief up there!

Anti-Garden Song

Slug by slug, weed by weed,

My garden's got me really teed

All the insects love to feed upon my tomato plants

Sunburned face, scratched-up knees

My kitchen's choked with zucchinis

I'm shopping at the A & P next time I get a chance.

The crabgrass grows, the ragweed thrives,

The broccoli has long since died.

The only things left still alive are some radishes and beans.

My carrot plants are dead and gone,

Hear the rabbits sing a happy song

Until you've weeded all day long

You don't know what boredom means

You get up early, work till late

Watch moles and mice get overweight

They eat their dinners on a plate from the hard work you have done

As ye sow so shall ye reap,

But I smell like a compost heap

I'm gonna get that lousy creep

who said gardening was fun

SUNSHINE AND RAIN

12 June 2012

strawberries.

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