Friday, September 24, 2010

Children of the Corn

I Spy children in the corn, between the rows of stalks.
I Spy 3 boys who would rather run than walk!

I Spy children of the corn, by some Indian Corn sprouts.
I Spy 4 smiling boys, as well as a whale that spouts.

I spy a grabbing hand, an injured finger, a chocolate milk stain.
I spy 3 potato plants that look like they need rain.

I spy a garden filled with vegetables that are grown.
I spy a place where work and love have also been sown.

4 comments:

Chainsaw said...

That's a very impressive garden, Kala! All I'm good at growing is weeds - If you need any help with that, just let me know and I'll see what I can do.

Debra said...

Beautiful Garden...although it looks somewhat overwhelming to me:) I can barely keep up with my teeny tiny garden!

darcymae said...

i am loving the 'grabbing hand'!! BOYS!!

MikeS said...

Awesome poetry.