Transcendental Sonnet #1257:
I Want to Go to a Lavender Farm
I want to go to a lavender farm
Between two rivers I want to be warm
When it is winter here
I want to go to where someone is nice
To me and no longer only eat rice
Where poetry is dear
I want to mean something to somebody
Where I might be treated with dignity
Nor longer live in fear
I have grown weary of apologies
Of these dysfunctional indignities
I would like to be near
Somebody kind and who might treat me right
To lend me some life some hope and some light
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMV
inviting.
May your "farm" turn out to be covered in acres of it.