Jenny rolled up her sleeves
As she sifted through the soybeans
Each sphere and oval shape more beautiful
Than her grandmother's blue cursive
She waved at the full moon
Out and about competing with daylight
Sand hill cranes flapped their wings
In the lunar sky
She touched the soil with her bare fingers
Searching for the traces of her father
He had tilled the ground only in the summer
Telling her about the perennials
"Some things are rooted, child," he'd said
Replacing the mud back to the earth
Jenny searched for her father in the setting sun
Somewhere in the horizon her eyes stopped looking
She had earned his love for all things living
She was her father's perennial plant
And knew she was rooted at home
A theme of this poem is identity. Which of these lines best support this theme?
"She touched the soil with her bare fingers"
"And knew she was rooted at home"
"As she sifted through the soybeans"
"She waved at the full moon"
