you must have been in pain while you harvested your garden knowing you would be the one to stop the growth of something so wonderful, beautiful and a gift to many and it was of your self, heart, sweat and toil that helped nurture this wonderful landscape they'll never know how much it means to you, I have some insight, yet I wasn't the one who created the masterpiece and you dearest are hurt and I won't forget the sight of you, hoe, rake and wheel barrow carrying something you loved down to the woods where they'll rest and return to our Creator
The edited version of this poem can be found in lingering in the margins A River City Poets Anthology. The book was released in 2019 and contains poems by 70 Virginia poets.
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