
. . . Next to nothing for weight;
. . . Next to nothing for color.
Next to nothing for use.
But a crop is a crop.
And who's to say where
The harvest shall stop?
from the poem "Gathering Leaves"
by Robert Frost, American Poet (1874 - 1963)
*above & below, grade school art by a grownup! ha!

What wonderful illustrations to accompany such a delightful poem. Thanks for bringing this poem to my attention. I love the notion: "a crop is a crop."
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