Natalie Thinks

  Sowing and Reaping   We fell in love and In my heart I dug a small hole and Planted an acorn for you.   In your heart You ploughed a whole field and Planted spinach.   And over the years I watered my sapling and it grew Into a towering, robust Oak. And you continued to reap and plant spinach. And I do love spinach.   But you grew tired, Perhaps from the hard work of tending your field, Or perhaps you did not like the shade my Oak cast. Perhaps you wanted someone Who could trade with you: Carrots for spinach Or some such similar crop.   So you bulldozed my Oak. You toppled it. And when it fell, It splintered beyond repair; Its great roots up-ended, stand exposed.   This cannot be undone. You cannot right the Oak. It will never grow again. We will never enjoy its noble splendour; its generous shade.   But you can move ahead unaffected, Because what you planted was shallow, Labour-intensive, But easily reproduce