we destroyed the forest to trade for a cleaner field and saw the sunshine crash without protection I've been dreaming deeply, with vivid, mind-altering recollection
and wonder if you know.
the seeds took soon after being sowed and the creek watered each well placed plow. there are thoughts I have through out each day and you remain primary and proud.
but you're not that seed within my garden I can't protect you from the sun or ensure your roots from coming undone but I am a farmer that loves this land