By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris

A man’s greatest challenge
is to bring life to a bare yard
A fathers greatest joy
to see his children playing there 

Against the odds of nature
into sand and soil
He plants the fertile seeds
pressing deep into the ground

No matter sand or desert
without shade or rain
Tiny shoots of tender green
delicately open to the sun

Finally reaching toward the sky
higher and higher do they climb
Only to start all over again
Mowed down by Dad’s loving hand