First cousin to kale
Makes a southeners heart sail
With leaves not small
In flavour stands tall,
Comes from a time forgotten
Enjoyed by the down trodden
Add to smoked meat
You've quite the treat,
In my younger days
I enjoyed the collard green
You could always tell
As I licked my plate clean,
I planted my greens
In the warmth of spring
Then harvest in the fall
How my tastebuds would sing,
First cousin to kale
In flavour stands tall
From a time forgotten
A green I've loved since small.
JJSweets 09Oct19 15:37 hrs
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