As I look out my kitchen window
Thinking of the years gone past;
‘Cause I’m thinking of the things
That will truly, truly last.
The okra stalks are fading…
Pea vines ruining in the soil,
But the garden with its bounty
Was worth all the sweat and toil.
And the family you are raising
Amid all the sweat and grime
Will be worth it in the future
If you now redeem the time.
©Edna l. Ingram, September, 2010