Hints of Spring linger in the air
Summer attempts to knock on the door to make its presence known
But old man Winter still threatens our flower beads
Our Wildlife run for cover
While the temperamental weather decides their fates
Crops are wilting and giving discolored and slimmer pickings
Farmers are up in arms without answers
Of what they can and cannot put forth for sale
Church going folk chant out
“You must reap what you sow”
We take pause and wonder
Did we cause this?
Are we to blame?
What can we do now?
Before it’s too late
Reduce, Reuse, Recycle
“You must reap what you sow”©
by Felina Silver Robinson