They were plowing the fields today,
It was a relief to see,
They tilled and plowed and fertilised,
And now they are soft brown carpets
Awaiting seeds.

They plowed the fields today,
Just as I plowed my heart.
Now we are both ready for seeding.
I plant you in my heart as they plant the corn.
Soon there shall be seedlings,
Then sprouts and shoots shall follow,
If all goes well we shall reap a healthy harvest.

I wonder will the sun shine bright enough?
Will the rain fall well enough?
Will the world be kind enough,
For these tiny shoots to grow.
And I wonder will these seeds of ours
Root themselves deep within our hearts.
Will this love grow strong?

They reaped the harvest today.
A strong harvest.
I watched them 'til sundown.
Alone.
My heart is a field whose crop hasn't grown.
Maybe next year I'll leave it to fallow.