Gardening

For hours on end
You turned over the earth
Preparing our garden bed
Together we planted
The first few rows
Tomatoes
Peppers
Cucumbers
Melons
Herbs nearby,
In deep pots.
They soak in the rain
Today
As does my yellow rose
Waiting patiently
To be planted.
This spring storm
Will bring sweet fruit
And the same hands
That grew it
Will harvest it
Chop it
Savor it
Create something
So much more than the sum of its parts;
Fill bellies with happiness
Hearts with imagination.
Seed to dirt
Plant to fruit
Knife to ripe flesh
To exquisite edible art;
Too beautiful to eat
Too tempting not to.

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