Comments about Jenny Farmer
In the "House of the Pure" I long to dwell.
Visions have fortold my peace of mind is mine to keep.
For it's the restful sleep, now put upon me, forever mine at last!
Only way I have ever longed for my life to be.
Now one certain night, a vision appeared Jim
Upon a sandy brown white masked horse.
My friend came galloping straight toward me,
His hand held out-softly touched me.
Inviting me to fly out of this world;
Together he and I would ride.
Hard-earned feathers (our headdress-a king's crown)
We have conquered now-conceived as one.
Our lives ...