Friday, October 31, 2008

Thinning corn

I remember
standing at the head of a long row
of corn
just beginning to grow
and stooping
working my way down the row
pulling the smaller
and weaker
to make room
for the crop to grow

Now I hear of those
with no more thought
than they might give
to thinning a corn seedling
will snuff out
a life
in embryo
just beginning
to grow

And I wonder
whose life it was
the one
that might have been?

1 comment:

Kelley said...

That's a beautiful poem, Paula. Really beautiful.