Floating in my mind
Are thoughts of all kind
Maybe they’ll disappear
And run away in fear
While I struggle with a thought
And end up with naught
How chaotic is my life
Or maybe it’s just strife
But what I do know is
Poetry makes me glow
And maybe this is silly
Just like my uncle Willy
Alas it’s time to go
To plant another row
Of thoughts in my mind
And veggies of all kind
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The best of farming does he Because he loves, And also writes, Poetry Very original, loved it S.