A Poem Dedicated to Stepparents

July 31, 2012

 
My Harvest

(Carol Lynn Pearson)

 

I did not plant you, true.
But when the season is done,
When the alternative prayers for sun
and for rain are counted,
When the pain of weeding
And the pride of watching are through,
Then I will hold you high,
A shining sheaf above
the thousand seeds grown wild.
Not my planting,
But, by heaven,
My harvest -
My child.

 

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