Next year in the garden
Everything will grow
All the plants I’ve started
Every seed I sow
The carrots will be plenty
The tomatoes will not blight
The borage won’t take over
The dill won’t win the fight
I’ll fight off every thistle
I’ll pick off every pest
No cabbage will be ravaged
The beans will be the best
Next year on the homestead
I’ll regroup and I’ll seek
To learn from all these lessons
To fertilize each week
But this year I’m so thankful
For everything that’s grown
From lettuce, herbs and berries
To sweet smiles from my own
a pinch of homestead 