sherry Healy

Youth Potion By Sherry Healy Poet

Title: Youth Potion 
 
Soil filled with a seed of hope and memory
 
A garden once existed there
 
The dirt in my hand might hold a past notion
 
A youth potion
 
A clean smell of air
 
Once a time 
 
Tomatoes and corn grew there
 
The seasons did time
 
 No thing in the dirt went un mined
 
Mud came when the earth rained
 
I did not mind 
 
The mild of heat took care of that
 
I sat and watched the tomatoes sat
 
I loved them so
 
My hand helped that soil 
 
I love it still
 
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2023