(A farmer’s life revolves around the changing seasons. This poem delves into the cyclical nature of planting, growth, and harvest.)
Spring arrives with a gentle touch,
Seeds are sown, not too much.
Raindrops dance, sprouts break free,
Life’s miracle for all to see.
Summer brings the blazing sun,
Golden fields, work never done.
Tending crops with loving care,
Hoping for a harvest fair.
Autumn’s chill, the harvest moon,
Golden yields are reaped soon.
Grains are stored, barns filled high,
Underneath the twilight sky.
BY MAYA ANTHONY
THE ETHIOPIAN HERALD SATURDAY 14 JUNE 2025