Sunday, June 23, 2013


Every clod has a bit
of earthy wisdom
you can see it in their sun bleached eyes

the weathered rows
they tend to fill
reveal how deep their duty lies

the gold they seek
will gild their grain
but cannot estimate their worth

they'll never covet
or condemn
another much more verdant berth.


Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love the tongue in cheek of your opening lines........and the gilded grain. Well done!

rch said...

Thanks Sherry!!