I have a little garden
behind my little home,
and I love this little patch of dirt,
with little plants and seeds we've sown.
Little squash and wire-y beans,
a tomato plant or two,
though there is a secret I will share with you.
and when I tend it, I seem to smile,
When August comes, and the fruit is ripe,
bending stick and stem with weight,
we will be gone - not a one will we eat...
So when we once again travel the southern route,
please feel free - if you are anywhere near or far,
to help yourself to the bountiful harvest,
Just let us know how they are!