Aah, Spring Gardening
Aah, Spring Gardening
(it does a body good)
Written: by Miracle Man
4/15/2020
With April showers comes the threat of a storm,
Nothing unusual in Oklahoma, it’s the norm.
Last week, one day past ninety, this week a freeze,
We’ve gone from howling winds to gentle breeze.
I couldn’t wait to plant so now some nights i cover,
And mid morning each day, I hasten to rediscover.
Each year I vow that this garden might be my last,
But come next spring, I’ll plant, can’t shake my past.
If I didn’t plant tomatoes life would seem a bummer,
I plant’em early, grow’em big, and hav’em first, each summer.
Forty half barrel containers, each filled with Miracle Grow,
The way I grow tomatoes now, requires a fair amount of dough.
Due to high potassium levels Doctors tell me not to eat,
Which means church friends and neighbors get a treat.
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