Poetry / Linda Kleinbub

  In the Backyard My father cradled the fragile tomato seedling.Be careful with the delicate stem.Placing the green plant into the small holeWe pressed down the soil.Don’t leave any air pocketsor the roots will rot.Digging in the gardendad taught mehow to transplant the fragile fruit.I understand his passion.My father never taught meto use a tool for weeding.His … Continue reading Poetry / Linda Kleinbub