Farm Days

Summer days come in fast
As Springtime weather moves out at last
From my bedroom window I watch with delight
As doves and toppies bath in the hot morning light.

The ploughin's over, the planting begun
With much hard work before it's done
Wide fields planted with early maize
Look up at the sky through the summer haze.

Tobacco seedling planted in rows
Wilt as a dry wind softly blows
A rumble of thunder, a flash of light
Puts flocks of birds to hasty flight.

Across the veld a storm sweeps in
The rain comes down with a thunderous din
The smell of wet earth fills the air
A promise for a harvest fair
In a country of bitter strife
The give the farmer and crops new life.

From the collection - RHODESIAN REVERIE
Memories by Robert Heinrich Percival Cornell
Contributed by his grandson Rob Staniland
Email : Rob