The Sky
The clouds are like a curtain
covering the sky.
The sun is like a child
The sun is like a child
peeping at the earth.
The wind is like a mother
The wind is like a mother
opening the clouds.
and the earth is like a puppy
and the earth is like a puppy
after long floods of rain;
begging at the window
begging at the window
waiting to be seen again.
SO BEAUTIFUL SWEET EVELYN!
SO PROUD OF THE YOUNG LADY YOU ARE BECOMING…
I ABSOLUTELY LOVE READING YOUR POETRY AND BROWSING THE FARM’S WEBSITE PERIODICALLY…
CARLOYN, LOVE ALL THE CLASSES AND CONVENIENCE OPTIONS YOU CONTINUE TO OFFER…JUST WISH WE WERE CLOSER TO SMELL & TASTE THE FRUITS OF YOUR LABOR…:)) WOULD LOVE TO HEAR HOW TO MAKE THE KOMBUCHA?
I FEEL CONNECTED TO YOUR SWEET FAMILY EVEN ACROSS THE MILES.
KEEP IT UP REILLY FAMILY!
WE LOVE & MISS EACH OF YOU.
TAVA & SOFSKY FAMILY