Ode To Gardens Poem by RJ Cook

Tell us your tale
of corn, carrots and kale,
what else are you hoping to grow?

Fighting snails, slugs and bugs
secrets to rid those darn thugs,
So we can reap whatever we sow!

Gardens posted on line
and hope we'll all dine
on a harvest so fondly created.

Fruits, veggies and herbs
Jammed, Canned and Persevered
Potatoes might even be grated.

Bounties of veggies.
Squash name like "spaghettis"
Grown secure in our great Carbon Sink.

Rural-Urban interface
is just the right place
Active Ag ‘bout time don't ya think?

So, till up your soil.
take pic's of your toils
To share with you neighbors and friends

Throughout our Great County
We'll share our big bounty.
With Love that never ends!

The pandemic has shown us,
We'll take on the onus
To approve a new COMMUNITY PLAN.

Our visions are clear;
fewer cars and more deer
Active Ag won't you join our new band?

No development now,
Stafford's not the "Cash Cow."
Cities can't pay infrastructures 3 Billion

Climate Change, National Debt,
Our children, you bet,
They'll be burdened with over a TRILLION!

Kids might give us all pardons
If we build the gardens
That'll Feed ‘em for generations to come.

Maybe they'd thank us
Not Hate, Scorn or spank us,
Because we are Smarter Not Dumb!

Like the Garden of Eden
Lots of room for the feedin'.
Grandkids some young and some Old.

Fresh water and air
You'd think would be fair.
Working Easements need to be BOLD!

Adam and Eve
Cain and Abel believe
Stafford could be like the Garden of Eden.

Land of Cattle and Taters.
Diverse without haters.
Preservation might make us like Sweden.

So, Think of your Garden
As dirt once that was hardened.
Now a place where all things can grow.

No place for resentment
Quiet, open space for contentment,
Remember, "You Reap What You Sow"!