Our vast fields, wetted by rain
bear hoe, trowel, boot yet again.
But stopping soon, the dire speat,
finds sleeping seeds in damp lea.
And between the storms wait we:
and pray that the showers yield
enough to uphold our dreams.
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Our vast fields, wetted by rain
bear hoe, trowel, boot yet again.
But stopping soon, the dire speat,
finds sleeping seeds in damp lea.
And between the storms wait we:
and pray that the showers yield
enough to uphold our dreams.