The greatest joy of my life so far,
In retrospect, the most memorable, ever…
Was driving my tractor through the rows,
Of apples, alfalfa, bare land, snow, whatever.
Surprised hoot owls and shooting stars
Flew over my head, tree to tree.
Machinery moving to the beat of nature
The most freedom in life I’d see.
Diesel rhythms in quiet moonlight,
The world can’t understand yet…
Riding on the seat of a tractor,
Was total,
World peace, …with a lit cigarette.
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