I write this unsolicited letter to a kind farmer
Who smiles in state of Idaho.
I would like to join you and shed my sweat on your precious soil.
If there is any possibility at least appear in my hope of dreams
And I would like to grow as a stretchy tuber under your rich soil to feed the hunger.
Very unique as always. You are so prolific.10, of course. Kind regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How those trapped in cities long for countryside and physical labor. Love your tuber metaphor and I wish you might spend some time tilling the soil in the near future. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥