“Planting the Bean”
by Stacie Eirich
My son pulls on his blue rain boots,
telling me of ladybugs,
aphids and Holland flowers,
swinging through the spring breeze.
“Today I got picked.” he says
“for the treasure chest.”
He asks for new rain boots in
fire colors: red, orange, yellow,
sliding, climbing, kicking balls
across the grass.
Running out to the
green swings, he checks to see
if his bean is growing,
brought home from Kindergarten class
in its paper cup.
Birds chatter in the breeze,
dogs bark, breaking the quiet.
He finds the best spot,
plants his bean,
pressing the dirt down with his hands.
He rushes in to get a cup of water,
brings it to his little bean,
watering the soil so it will grow.
His own garden of a childhood spring day.
He shows his big sister,
they swing beside one another,
in the late afternoon sun.
Stacie Eirich I’m a writer, mother and unabashed dreamer who reads poetry by moonlight and dreams of traveling beyond the stars. Fueled by hazelnut coffee, dark chocolate and red wine, I’m currently writing my next children’s fantasy in The Dream Chronicles series. I live north of New Orleans with my family and two adorable cats, Ollie & Oreo – writing, mothering, and dreaming.