Seed catalogues in the mail

they come now every day.

I sit with a pot of tea,

four more months till May!

 

I pore over every page

and circle everything.

I make lists of what I need,

I cannot wait till Spring!

 

Pretty purple cauliflower

I must have some of them.

Yellow, speckled melons,

oh my, what a gem!

 

Warty, orange pumpkins,

a delight for the eye.

Giant purple peppers,

those I have to try!

 

I’m up to eight hundred dollars,

a problem, that’s for sure.

I need every type of lettuce,

an addiction I cannot cure.

 

Ten foot high colored corn,

tiny dried beans with blue spots,

Raspberry bushes that bloom all year,

or mini-cabbages, I need lots!

 

I’m out of room, I think, to farm.

Now this certainly can be hard.

I could start a farm on the roof,

or in my neighbor’s yard!

 

I have a list, I’ll make it do.

I have a lot to grow this year.

Early varieties, tried and true,

Oh look, another catalogue is here!