What was left for others? #poem

 

in my life I had the chance of eating
some wintergreen I had picked up
right on the small bush where it grew
blueberries that I picked myself
fruit on the tree, which I picked up
homemade pies made by my mom really
vegetables that I grew myself
some sour berries I had tasted
from those in store they were different there
and without flavors or sugars then added
some young clover leaves I had grazed
and wild strawberries that grew there
but one variety of mushrooms only
because the others i didn’t know really
carrots stolen from the garden too
apples that had a worm in them
in the St-Laurent I swam, drank and pissed
drank chlorine-free water from a spring
I made maple syrup with its sap only
What is left of this for your children?