Four Strides

Peas tall as rain,
winged flowers strung to a pole,
careful to plant boots
between ankle deep beans,
I snap pods for salad.

The whole patch is four strides
by ten, just enough mud
to stain fingernails
and knees. Late lettuce
bolted since the storm I hoped
would drown the mole.

No flaming sword at the gate
but it is a bit of Eden,
for beginners.
Will SchmitComment