Daddy took me out today
He did not tell me why
But I can still remember
A clear but distant sky
He laid me on the soft green grass
And then he strolled away
Where ever was he going
He did not stop to say
I waited and I waited
On moist grass in the shade
And then my father hastened back
With bucket and a spade.
A glance around with spade in hand
He slowly dug a hole
He could’nt do it quickly
As dad was getting old
I could not fathem out his goal
I wished to know much more
I had to trust my daddy
As I’d not been out before
Well soon he stopped his digging
And went in for a brew
He left me laying there exposed
My word, what should I do
Then dad brought out a little book
He opened up the page
Dad flicked his eyes from side to side
He pondered for an age
And then I heard him murmering
He then commenced to read.
“With water and some composs
I’ll plant you little seed.”