Greens Are In.
One step removed from rich dark earth
Is an army of greens.
Before being viewed, roots, birthing
Hidden shoots which had been
Struggling for light and wanting first
Taste of leafing, give mean
Measure in care, push up, then work
Apace, paint stems with green
Salady hues, potentially worth
A fortune to seekers
Of health, who praise greens for nursing
Back sparkle to cheeks deemed
Insipid before. Bursting
With mineral wealth they gleam
Best at dawn, wet with dew, unhurt
If we pick fresh and eat, gleaning
Results, we will gain - - but no girth.! !
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