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A SEA OF WHEAT by ALICE BAKER

First Line: I LOOK AT WAVES ON A GOLDEN SEA
Last Line: SO RICH AS A FIELD OF WHEAT.
Subject(s): FOOD & EATING; HUNGER; WHEAT;
I look at waves on a golden sea,
On a sea that has no foam,
A sea that tosses and ripples and shines,
And a sea that does not moan.

No madcap breakers ever crown your waves,
Or storms ever bring despair,
But the comforting good of wholesome food
Is nurtured and treasured there.

A sheet of pearls overspreads your waves
Pearls that are good to eat.
In all the world there is no sea
So rich as a field of wheat.



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