Clods of dark brown earth break
With each determined thrust of boot and blade.
Revealing in the core of warmed embrace
Some small and welcome fruit of labour made.
Roots of month-long summer toil
Lie exposed in conquered disarray
And sit, hard won, on frozen winter soil.
I smile. We shall be fed yet again today.
This is Fay Slimm a poet from Cornwall U.K
In the online poetry world we go way back
I have associated with her for many years
And although we have never met, I consider her a friend
The above poem is a sampling of her work
I assure you that it is far from her finest because she is a talented and prolific poet
It just happens to be one of my favorites because I am a gardener
She just achieved what all writers and poets strive for and has her first book of poetry published
I have a link below
If you like poetry, please check her book out
She is a wonderful woman and a wonderful writer