Apr 12, 2019

'I have never been a farmer, but'

I have never been a farmer, but
Farmland feels welcoming to me,
A green field under a golden sun,
Or corn stalks under a full moon;
These things are  a blessing.
Thirty years I have lived in this valley.
The seasons of the year,
The seasons of the crops --
These are the seasons of my life.

12 Apr 2019

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