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grandmas garden
my grandmas garden grew everything:
everytime we would visit when we went home always something from the garden we'd bring:
grandmas garden was the best around:
no one could match her garden in town:
she worked in her garden every day of the week:
when us kids helped her she always had for us a special treat:
her garden really was her true pride and joy:
i'll always remember grandnas special garden when i was a boy:
grandma would rake and hoe and weed and make everything perfectly right:
she would be walking in the garden until no more daylight::
when visitors came and family:
she was busy in the kitchen cooking you would see:
all of the fresh foods she so proudly grew:
she was so happy to cook and feed you too:
there was nothing better than a meal cooked by my grandma:
i remember growing up hering thatv from my pa:
in her garden she had every vegetabe ever known:
and each one was lovingly grown:
her stalks of corn would grow stronger and taller than any:
folks from town would come to look at grandmas garden many:
her potatoes grew so big and pound:
her strawberries were the sweetest found:
her bell peppers were the brightest red:
and her cabbage and lettuce was so fresh people said:
grandma had blue berries and black berries;
i think she even had red cherries:
the water mellons were enormous:
one small one would feed all of us:
honey dew mellons there were many:
and tomato plants she had more of twenty:
apple trees she had at least five:
she even had honey in a bee hive:
the green beans grew skinny and long:
we always heard grandma in her garden singing along:
grandmas garden was simply the best:
if you ate a meal from her garden then you would say she passed the test:
everybody grew gardens in wisconsin where for grandma was home;
but my grandmas garden for miles around was known:
20 feb 2000:
john d. jungers
everytime we would visit when we went home always something from the garden we'd bring:
grandmas garden was the best around:
no one could match her garden in town:
she worked in her garden every day of the week:
when us kids helped her she always had for us a special treat:
her garden really was her true pride and joy:
i'll always remember grandnas special garden when i was a boy:
grandma would rake and hoe and weed and make everything perfectly right:
she would be walking in the garden until no more daylight::
when visitors came and family:
she was busy in the kitchen cooking you would see:
all of the fresh foods she so proudly grew:
she was so happy to cook and feed you too:
there was nothing better than a meal cooked by my grandma:
i remember growing up hering thatv from my pa:
in her garden she had every vegetabe ever known:
and each one was lovingly grown:
her stalks of corn would grow stronger and taller than any:
folks from town would come to look at grandmas garden many:
her potatoes grew so big and pound:
her strawberries were the sweetest found:
her bell peppers were the brightest red:
and her cabbage and lettuce was so fresh people said:
grandma had blue berries and black berries;
i think she even had red cherries:
the water mellons were enormous:
one small one would feed all of us:
honey dew mellons there were many:
and tomato plants she had more of twenty:
apple trees she had at least five:
she even had honey in a bee hive:
the green beans grew skinny and long:
we always heard grandma in her garden singing along:
grandmas garden was simply the best:
if you ate a meal from her garden then you would say she passed the test:
everybody grew gardens in wisconsin where for grandma was home;
but my grandmas garden for miles around was known:
20 feb 2000:
john d. jungers
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