The Farmer
This is a story of three little boys
who are always playing and sharing their toys.
Each day after school they play with each other
and to see them together you would swear they was brothers.
But these little boys all share one big room
in an orphanage on the corner of Westclock and Bloom.
Each night before bed they all kneel down and pray
that a loving family will claim the three of them one day.
For they don't want to be torn apart from each other
because after ten years they grew to love one another.
They sit there and talk in their beds each night
about how a big family would feel just right.
But until there is that faithful day
when someone who wants three will pass their way.
They will all live in this one big room
in an orphanage on the corner of Westclock and Bloom.
So then one day a farmer comes calling
said,"I need three boys 'cause my hay needs hauling.
The cows need water and the chickens want their feed
and I heard of three boys who are greatly in need.
In need of a home without any gloom
far from the corner of Westclock and Bloom.
I promise that you will always be loved.
I promise you all lots of kisses and hugs.
That is if you want to come live on my farm
a hard days work never caused any harm."
So they all three stood up with a smile on each face
finally they were rescued from this cold loveless place.
Now days they each have a farm of their own
and still acting like brothers even though they are grown.
They all sit and talk still to this day
about one loving farmer who passed by their way.
How he gave them a start and their very own room
far from the corner of Westclock and Bloom.
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