The Vine
by Esther Thornburg Grandma's vine is still growing fine It is storing nutrients for another time. There's a sweet potato vine It is in the window with sunshine. Then comes warm summertime To the garden, goes the vine. A long time they have been around. They put nutrients in the ground. . All season long its runners spread Hiding nutrients beneath a vine covered bed. Time to dig, and dry, and save The blessing the good earth gave. Store where it is warm and dry As the winter days pass by. Plant a few in the flower pots Put in the windows sunny spot. Give to a friend you know They to, a vine may grow. For it is written, you see. Springtime and harvest will always be. Years of living in agricultural communities with the difficulties, duties and emotions that need assistance beyond human ability, found expression in writing. Author of Timeless Words of Poetry . There is enjoyment in searching who God gave the instruction to, the because, but now, and therefore, Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |
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