Calloused hands
from toiling away
at oneβs backyard garden
like a water buffalo
unaffected by the hard work
sweat emanating
under the heat of the sun
because he enjoyed
what he was doing
but at his ripe old age
the calloused hands
became soft
neglected his backyard
let the grass grew
and deep in his heart
he knew
he was not going to taste some of the fruits
but he was happy
for he knew
the next generation
will reap
his labor of love
I’m sharing you another memory I had of my dad.
So lovely!
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Aww! Thank you! β€οΈ
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My pleasure, hugs! π€ππ
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Hugs and love, Saania! π₯°π
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So you tend to the garden now?
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Sadly no. We only hire someone to cut the grasses or my husband do it sometimes. The backyard is filled with trees now.
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Trees are less maintenance, makes sense. I never knew gardening was tough work till my mom developed an interest
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Yes. Trees are less maintenance though there are a lot of leaves to sweep. So very true. Itβs a labor of love. You have to love what you are doing. π
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Yes, I hope the next generation continues it on!
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I hope they treasure the legacy.
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I know I do from what I learned from my family.
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Thatβs great to hear!
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Such a lovely tribute to your Dad. π
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Thank you, Beckie! π₯°
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Always a pleasure.
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Amazingπ
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Thank you! πβ€οΈπΉπ
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You’re welcome ππΊπ
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A beautiful tribute!
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Thank you! π€
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A pleasure always
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Spot on! I get it all too well having my own garden…
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Thatβs great! Beautiful hands have callouses. You can fish and garden. Youβre amazing, Kevin!
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Aww… Thank you, Winnie!
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Youβre welcome, Kevin!
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Absolutely beautiful Winnie! I hope the next generation continues it on!β€οΈ
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Thank you, dearest! Letβs wish for that. πβ€οΈπ
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Great tribute Winnie!
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Thank you, John!
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Youβre welcome!
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Real character comes out here in your detailed description, well told.
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Thank you, Paul. He loved tending his garden. He has the green thumb.
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I too have a green thumb as do most my family – it is great fun even when hard work.
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Thatβs great! Friends and family told me I have a green thumb but I know I did not inherit most of my dadβs magical touch.
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I worked in the horticulture field for a while, mostly itβs being persistent when you donβt feel you have the magic.
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Thatβs great. Youβre right. I am not giving up.
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Great π
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Oh Winnie dear…this is so beautiful…it had me teary eyed..
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Aww! Thank you, dear Mich! β€οΈ An article I read brought this memory.
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A powerful legacy, what your heart is reaping! Blessings!
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Thank you, Warren! Blessings to you too!
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Wonderful poem! It is very heart-warming! I love the twists of this piece of inspiration.
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Thank you so much for your appreciation! πβ€οΈ
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Lovely πππ
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Thank you! πβ€οΈ
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