It is, again, that time of year
When all good men go digging.
I say good men, but then again,
Not all good men know digging;
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Nice poem, wish I had a garden only got a balcony, but managed to grow runner beans.
What a wonderful feeling to get my hands in the soil and plant. I love my garden. This summer I had the best crop of tomatoes ever. I also had okra, green beans, lettuce and green and red peppers. And of course, so many different flowers. Sometimes the work gets hard, but it's worth it. Great poem.
wow, its real and amazingly refreshing. loved it. a 10 for it. please read some of my poems and comment. :)
For poems such as these I dig Rustic in setting with an earthy feel But we now live with modernity wigs That with basic elemental soil won't deal
I enjoyed the read John and don't mind a bit of digging myself.