Grace R. Baldwin

(Richmond, Virginia, USA)


My own Bible is what I need,
It's my prize for selling garden seeds.
I ordered my seeds, with pennies and dimes,
Back in the twenties, we had hard times.
The seeds arrived in special packets small.
I could not get my Bible, until I sold them all.
I pestered my family and neighbors,
Till all were sold.
I will buy just a few, I was so often told.

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