Spading in the mellow garden,
Sunshine warmth and glow,
Bright-eyed robin searching near
The even, moist, black row.
Seed can balanced on a fence post,
Cackling hens scratch nearby,
I watch a woolly cloud patch float
In a high and deep blue sky.
Raking, smoothing, dropping kernels,
I my golden dreams have spun;
Bumper harvest, recreation –
Every precious minute fun.
Published Easter Ideals 2006