Bright orange rays infused through flesh,
sleep beneath
straw
ice
snow
mesh.
Mercury drops while sugars rise,
January harvest
brings
sweet
surprise.
Metal tines release root from soil,
Emanates
like the
golden
royal.
Cool crisp bite no need to say,
taste of
sunshine,
long
hot
days.
My Urban Farmscape 
Patti, I didn’t realize you had the gift of poetry too! Nice!
Thank you Elizabeth. Always a writing work in progress…and sometimes a poem pops up!