High Summer In The Country Poem by Donal Mahoney

Far from the city
way out in the country
a hot afternoon in high summer

as we drive down a bumpy road
bouncing one mail box past
another saluting

each farmer by name.
We marvel at the giant corn
until we come to a mail box

bent over an old table
piled high with tomatoes,
green beans and melons.

A tin can slumps in front
of this harvest with a note
gripped by a clothes pin

saying, "Take what you will
and leave what you will.
God blessed us this year."