Ahhhh, sweet organic corn on the cob from the garden.
You began your life planted as kernel-seeds in trays on the dining room table
which had been moved to the window to take advantage of the sun.
… no special lamps for you.
And still, you began to grow!

Each morning, there was ooo’ing and ahhh’ing as trays were checked
and your efforts to burst forth from the soil
were watched.

Ten tiny seeds.
That’s all you were.
And then came the day when you were strong enough to be transplanted.
You stretched to the sun and tassels and cobs
began to form

“Are they ready to eat, yet?”
“Not yet.  They need to be rounder at the bottom.”
The waiting time was long.
Very long.
And then …
finally …
the harvest!

First, two cobs for dinner
– then two more –
and then one night, dinner was
… corn cobs!
Just corn cobs
… from the garden.

Ten little seeds, you served us well.
And now, your stalks have been cut
and your roots dug out to make room for the fall veggies
that are being transplanted in *your* place this coming week.
And the cycle of life will begin.

as it was with you
so it is with us.

A seed was planted
we began to grow, to bloom, and grow some more
until the day comes when we tire, begin to wither
and ultimately leave

And then
a new cycle of life begins.


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