I Saw the Plow

By late November, the harvest had ended, the crops were gathered, and the weather was changing because a new season was coming The farming machinery and the field equipment were silenced And the sounds now heard were raindrops and snowflakes The ice cycles had formed on the edges of rooftops and tree branches We would take and break some cycles, and others we would suck The sun came up most mornings, and the cycles fell to the earth, And we would watch the water flow slowly down the hillside The country roads were traveled still Most work was finished for Henry and Bill Because the grounds were hardened in the fields After a while, a new and warmer season would appear As the long-awaited and blessed spring drew near Soon it would be time to employ the big plow and toil To break up the hard and sometimes frozen soil No need to worry, because there was a big plow As a little boy, I saw big men on big tractors pulling big plows I saw that great big plow break apart many a cold and hardened field O dear ones, who weep on cold and darken nights Tucked away out of sight, and hidden from the light O ye and we, who through wintery winds toss and toil No need to worry because the big plow of God's power Is coming in your spring season, to break through the hard soil 7:15 am 03/15/2012cjPoSoup