The nights just row along
With the stars and the moon
Just outside my window .
On the farm at night
The stars will get in my eyes .
In the morning mom's radio
Tells me I am home .
On the farm I never waste a day .
I clean and feed all the animals
That have to be taken care of with love
Every day .
I take care of myself
And all my loved ones on the farm
And those far away .
My loved ones are always
With me .
I fell in love on the farm .
All my dreams were right
In front of me .
I did not know that until
I came home for the last time .
By Brock
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