Country Garden
Copper faced nickel
Vanilla flavored pickles
Cucumbers in the garden
Hand picked by Eve Arden
And just when the morning dew
Settles on the view
I walk bare foot in the garden
As those caterpillars eat the corn
Something bout' to happen
Squirrels are also farming
At least I can spy
Those array of butterflies
Must keep on picking
Those candy apples
Grandma gonna cut them up
Cook em and place them on the window
they still do farm in, the country garden
10/07/17
written James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2017
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