plant the garden
plant the corn
and the green beans
Sit on the porch
in the breeze
swing the spring
into summer
When I'm gone
listen to the birdsong
and sing along
into early evening
Visit the spring
that does rush
to bubble
and gurgle for some
That come
to listen
to wisdom
without words
When I'm gone
you will remember
that I once
loved all these things
and you.
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