An Ode to a Cucumber Vine
An Ode to a Cucumber Vine
Getting my hands dirty in rich soil while planting cucumber seeds the other day, I recalled the a poem I wrote. It was about a huge cucumber vine that I grew many years ago!
An Ode to a Cucumber Vine
Who knew how large you would grow
From the small sprout that I did sow
Providing shade to your fellow plants with your vine
The cucumbers you produced tasted so divine
Day after day your happiness was a joy to behold
You grew well beyond the time to fold
You touched my life and my heart
And now its time to depart
ILIA
* To the cucumber vine that was supposed to be a 120 day old plant that grew for over 160 days.
* No Feather Nor Wing for another poem.
* Chill Hill Farms in Florida
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