About You. About Me.

You taught me about gardening and life; I was content
to spend my day with you.

Riding high on your shoulders we stroll around your backyard.
You sang “I love you a bushel and peck”.

My small voice perched on your shoulders sang back.
“A bushel and peck and a hug around the neck”.

Then my four year old arms would squeeze you hard as you sang
“A hug around the neck and a barrel and a heap”.

You might hum a few bars but I knew what was coming when you sang
“A barrel and a heap and I’m talking in my sleep”.

You would swing me around and down to the ground
gently placing me on the wistful green leaves.

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