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