Red hat <br />flops, <br />broad grin, <br />kind brown eyes <br />old dress frayed, faded <br />under the summer sun <br />hoe in hand <br />dirt flies <br />grass withers <br />beneath sharp edges. <br />Tomatoes, beans <br />peas and carrots <br />tended with withered, <br />wrinkled hands <br />proudly display their <br />sprouts, flowers <br />as if for her praise.<br /><br />Deb Fowler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/remembering-ona/
