My Broken Rule



My Broken Rule
by Pumpkin Flower

Today when I went down to check
The progress in the patch by heck
I broke the yard stick that I've used
To measure string , though much abused
It cracked in half and I just froze
Stood silent from my head to toes
Was this an omen sent to me
That there'd no longer come to be
A fruit for measuring this year
 An icy  wave filled me with fear
I've come from pagan Celtic stock
Of  things like this I've heard in talk
In late night stories from the folks
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