At The Farm...: soul mate

a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Sunday, November 29, 2015

plans and dreams

shot down

with the scatter gun

of life

are nothing

YOU,

the soul of me,

always

give

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Gail: Melbourne, Arkansas, United States; A simple country girl raised on a farm and returned to the farm. I love family, writing, painting, reading, animals and the land.

Let us walk softly on the Earth with all living beings great and small remembering as we go, that one God, kind and wise, created all.

"If you truly hold a stone, you can feel the mountain it came from."

Alex, Rock on!