"A Hind's Daughter" - Sir James Guthrie.
Tending the crops.
The farmer tills his fields,
Puts fences round his lot,
Knowing that his future yields
Rely on caring for his plot.
He tends to his land,
Improves it where it needs;
The crop is carefully planned,
He lovingly chooses seeds.
For the farmer wisely knows
That what he plants he reaps,
No use planting aloes
If he wants to harvest neeps.
Now there’s a magic vigour
To a farmer’s crop bestowed:
The harvest's always bigger
Than the cup of seeds he sowed.
It’s not unknown for a crop to fail
And bring the farmer pain,
But he knows in time he will prevail
And so plants his crop again.
So it is with life, my friends,
And our plots are far from scant.
Deal with what the season sends
And be careful what you plant.
Plant love and more of it ensues,
As a crop, it tops the scale.
But if hate’s the seed you choose,
Best hope your harvests fail.
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© J Cosmo Newbery
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The farmer tills his fields,
Puts fences round his lot,
Knowing that his future yields
Rely on caring for his plot.
He tends to his land,
Improves it where it needs;
The crop is carefully planned,
He lovingly chooses seeds.
For the farmer wisely knows
That what he plants he reaps,
No use planting aloes
If he wants to harvest neeps.
Now there’s a magic vigour
To a farmer’s crop bestowed:
The harvest's always bigger
Than the cup of seeds he sowed.
It’s not unknown for a crop to fail
And bring the farmer pain,
But he knows in time he will prevail
And so plants his crop again.
So it is with life, my friends,
And our plots are far from scant.
Deal with what the season sends
And be careful what you plant.
Plant love and more of it ensues,
As a crop, it tops the scale.
But if hate’s the seed you choose,
Best hope your harvests fail.
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© J Cosmo Newbery
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I'm sowin' me some love, darlin'.
ReplyDeletePS... Ryan loved the Fieldmouse and the Buttercup. She said, "Awwww, that reminds me of Stuart!" (Stuart is her beloved mouse puppet, who's been her pal since her first birthday... he's tattered and grey now, but loved muchly). It was a big compliment!
My mom always said "you reap what you sow" and she meant it.
ReplyDeleteThis was just lovely Cosmo, really!
:)
This is a lovely poem... one of your best so far. The last two stanzas are true gems. I love the line, "Deal with what the season sends..." Makes me think of Dickens and "the best of times and the worst of times." I think you should be looking for a publisher...
ReplyDeleteAnother wonderful poem. And the lesson is very true. :)
ReplyDeleteYou never fail to say what needs to said. Your poem is beautiful and one of my favorites.
ReplyDeleteSpot on. Too many people think that if they plant thistles they will harvest peaches.
ReplyDeleteI've always heard that "As you sow, so shall you reap," but need reminding regularly. You phrased the reminder very nicely!
ReplyDeletehow absolutely right you are ..
ReplyDeleteThat was lovely! Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteWho is the little person tweaked into the painting???
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