When spring begins and the ice-locked streams begin
To flow down from the snowy hills above
And the clods begin to crumble in the breeze,
The time has come for my groaning ox to drag
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A well thoughtful poem, - Some lessons to learn. The history of the planting in that ground, What crops will prosper there and what will not. In one place grain grows best, in another, vines; Another's good for the cultivation of trees; In still another the grain turns green unbidden.
i love these lines... Not till the earth has been twice plowed, so twice Exposed to sun and twice to coolness will It yield what the farmer prays for; then will the barn Be full to bursting with the gathered grain,
The changing ways of the skies! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A beautifully envisioned meaningful poem throwing light on different aspects of agriculture and harvesting related with the soil and it's chemistry along with climatic conditions. Thanks for sharing it here.