Farmer Dan
Land of my youth Land I came back to The dirt creasing my palms creased my fathers too. I’ll grow the flowers, I’ll grow the food, I’ll make The Lord smile, From the land of my youth
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Land of my youth Land I came back to The dirt creasing my palms creased my fathers too. I’ll grow the flowers, I’ll grow the food, I’ll make The Lord smile, From the land of my youth
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Casey!
Loved this one. It was really heartwarming.
I liked the thought of youth as dirt, but as a healthy dirt, dirt possible of life.
And the handwriting really made this feel more personal.
I hope all is well for you today!