My head is like a farmers field
Scattered seeds of growing words
Gleaning meanings in reflection
Placed in groups of lively herds
I would like to write this picture
A coloured scene in dappled green
Populated full of well-meant stuff
Supported by the unforeseen
Avoid bewildering long windedness
To let ones reading times fly by
And reap rewards when harvesting
Feed satisfaction to the eye
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