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He rests in a calm smooth envoriment Rests his back on the soft grass There no violence or governments here He look to the friendly blue sky The clouds wave and sing to him From up high the sun shines Into his soul and gives him a purpose Far away from cities and tyranny He has a artistic scenery With a envoriment that shows mercy Along with a meaningful purpose To enjoy life and its adventures What would be worse For him to pick up and leave If he desires to, off to a hurst he goes His mind longer occupied with deceit His heart is delighted With the greetings it receives Now he believes He'd never leave Eat bread and enjoy life Fed by a precious price.

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White Wolf

Date: 10/28/2016 2:36:00 AM

I found my way back here, and glad I did, second time around, a different frame of mind, it reads even deeper than the first. Fed by a precious price. mmm. food for thought! Great pen my friend.!

White Wolf

Date: 10/1/2016 5:11:00 AM

I like this Morgen, well done/|\

Morgen Farmer
Date: 10/2/2016 6:08:00 AM

Thanks Rick

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 9/2/2014 8:47:00 AM

Morgen, thank you for the nice reply on my comment...Linda

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 7/27/2014 5:42:00 PM

Hi Morgen,, This happens to be an excellent poem, to have featured on the poetry soup's home page. Congratulations, enjoy having your poem featured this week. Always ~ LINDA ~

Morgen Farmer
Date: 8/10/2014 6:03:00 PM

Sorry for being this late reply to you, thank you very much for enjoying it. You have a awesome name by the way.