Purple Hulls

w c

Purple Hulls

 

An old Chevy truck

Driving to the patch

Bushels picked and placed

Purple there in the back

 

Snapped and unzipped

Delicious from a pod

Good times as we sit

Our ambrosia of the gods

 

Sweating as we work

At the bushel basket

Shelled and in a bowl

That’s the way purple hulls happen

 

Keep the shells for the goats

In the days grown hotter

Slice tomatoes for your plate

And cucumbers if you’ll bother

                                             

Have your jar of chow chow

And poor a glass of tea

Be sure you give a blessing

Thankful for all you eat

 

 

 

 

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 2nd, 2018 07:53
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • orchidee

    Lovely write wc.

    • w c

      Thanks, orchidee. I appreciate your support.

    • Lorna

      This sounds like a perfect day..... I went and looked up Purple Hulls.. makes me want to eat them NOW!

      • w c

        Yes, they are delicious. Thanks for your readings.

      • onepauly

        thank-you for your good nature.
        and wisdom. I enjoyed this one a lot.

        • w c

          Thanks, onepauly. I'm glad you enjoyed it.



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