in the fields,
sowing seeds in rows
wading through knee deep
water, moving on feet and toes
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hands playing with weeds, thorns and mud sticking between fingers as heavy feet languorously plod clouds come and go with rain heavy and light they go on soaking us till darkness falls from a scary height Beautiful nature poem.... It really the sowing season and also natural weeds.... Season of green.... Thanks..10++++especially for the images.
very nice humans have been sowing all kinds of seeds since ages you too add on please wonderfully
Yeah, it is rainy season going on here in India and season of sowing. Inspired from people working in fields in my village. Thanks for taking interest in my poems and sweet comments. Regards.