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My Garden – A Poem By Charlotte

November 17th, 2013
The girls and our final apple harvest for the season

The girls and our final apple harvest for the season

As we continue to wind the farm down for winter, picking the last apples and digging up the last potatoes, Charlotte wrote this poem in her home writing journal. It’s a combination of non-fiction and fiction, she points out. The “fiction” is contained in the last line.

My Garden
My Garden grows
in summer
not winter fall
or spring
when plants die
it’s a bummer
but I remember
just one thing
the plants were
so delicious we
cooked them
in a meal
they were also
so nutritious we
cooked them
with an eel
*
Grampa Steve lends a hand digging potatoes

Grampa Steve lends a hand digging potatoes

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