Peter Tsai Poems

A story of a son who sought to sail away,
From the safe, solid, shelter he soon began to sway.
He silently schemed to separate with his saved inheritance,
And scamper off seeking his own solitary dance.
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I know you're on the farm, working day and night,
Never stopping for long, waking up before first light.
I know you don't make much, although you work so hard,
With all your crops and animals, growing in your yard.
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