For a Grandfather

zayde in chair smiling

My grandfather was a farmer.
The day before he died
he planted a garden
A garden that nourished his family
through the sunless season of mourning
far into the golden season of harvest.

My grandfather was a farmer.
Before he died
he planted a lifetime of seeds.
Diligently he planted honesty and
reverence;

Inadvertently he planted gentleness and
humor
Bounty enough to nourish me all the seasons of my life
far into the planting season of my child.

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