Pitchfork

From here I could see the country lassie's tossing hay faintly
And I tried to send her a message through the wind;
'It's too heavy the long handle and you may get back pain,
Certainly I can look after the Farmstead
When your father retires.
If it's feasible before the feast,
Then this featherweight soul could dance on your fertile soil.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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