ditch grass

Time demanded all she owned –

her gathered grain, the strength she loaned

to others by the way she lived;

shorn and cold,with naught to give,

Time will lend her fresh-brewed aid,

in guise of deeds from friends repaid.


There comes a time when we haven’t the strength to give as we did in the past – it is in these moments that we need to learn to accept the help and care of others…