Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

The Soil, So Rich

The soil so rich
     tall corn grew true
   The milk was sweet
     from our Bessie's teat

   We worked the land
     for fifty years
   We reaped with joy
     what we sowed midst tears

   Raised three fine sons
     who now carry on
   Our legacy, the earth
     in death, as in birth

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Michael Tor August 9, 2022 at 8:18 PM Witty Gershon and true...

Bill Baker August 9, 2022 at 4:17 PM A farner's tale, with a tail in it. I liked it, Gershon. Write On! my friend. Bill Gershon Wolf August 9, 2022 at 5:36 PM A G R I C U L T U R E depends on S O I L.

Caren Krutsinger August 8, 2022 at 10:35 PM The soil is everything! I came from a long line of farmers on both sides! Gershon Wolf August 9, 2022 at 5:36 PM That's right: 'The Good Earth' as Pearl Buck wrote...

Valsa George August 8, 2022 at 9:27 PM Being close to soil is refreshing ! Once the soil was rich.... but not any more, at least in our place. Unfortunately farming is not rewarding now as our Earth is dying of pollution from pesticides and chemical manure ! Gershon Wolf August 8, 2022 at 10:24 PM I can't remember a time during my seven decades when farming in America or Israel wasn't a tough go... and reading about it, it seems that it was much tougher for decades and centuries before I was born. Good things don't come easily...

L Milton Hankins August 8, 2022 at 7:14 PM So true, but not regrettable; methinks it was a good life, but, then what would I know? Gershon Wolf August 8, 2022 at 7:49 PM I only live it for a little over a year, but it seemed to be an honest way to live... My son in Israel has been living it for a while now too. He also likes it... At age 18, I took a career inventory preference test. My two far-and-away favorite professions were 1. farmer 2. soldier. How about that?! :) gw