Gardening at the Nature Center
As spades dig rhythmically in dirt,
The children dream of fresh produce.
They stop to have a snack and juice.
A little work, it doesn’t hurt.
Though energy may come in spurts,
They laugh and chop the earth in clods.
This bunch of kids, the best of squads.
Determination drives them on,
A mix of kid-size brain and brawn.
And when they’re done the group applauds.
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