My Neighbor’s Hay Field…(adapted from “MY NEIGHBOR’S ROSES”)
The hayfield and round bales all in line
Are owned by him, but they are also
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mine.
His was the cost, and his the labor, too,
But mine as well as his the joy, their
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loveliness to view.
Glowing in the sunlight they are for me as fair
As for the man who gives them all his
care.
Thus I am rich because a good man grew
A golden hayfield for his neighbors’ view.
