what she will do

What she will do today is walk and take in

Hand her apple staff, leaning on it

As she does now, more and yet more 

The nearer arriving to a last heart beat



She comes, and check for vegs and berries.

Here are yet more peas; she's not as

Eager for them as three days ago.



With a bit more busy-ness, she'd go

In for blanching those. Onions and

Leeks too small yet; almost out of

Lettuce; tomatoes on the other hand



Doing well, and some ready already.

Oh, she could cut kale, collards or chard



This morning like any late spring morning,

Only she's hungry for something more.

Do what she will, there are yet no pears,

Apples, zukes, potatoes, corn, or beans.

You must make with what you have.