Plowing and sowing the world of sleep
It was hard work, but he was a farmer to his soul
Little furrows stretched to the horizon containing the roots of fertile dreams and scream-inducing nightmares
Lying there, waiting to be harvested
Once he was ready and picked them, Morbius would pay him handsomely for this crop
Wait till the slumbering humans were served these delectables!
Lifting those around her with the strength of her humor
Always trying to coax a smile and plant a seed of happiness
Understanding sometimes people need to cry
Giving them the space in those moments to finish watering their emotional crop
Helping eventually the next crop of the giggles to grow after that soaking
Words tumbled from his fingers and pooled upon the page
Irrigating the fertile ground allowing new thoughts to take root
Slowly those ideas grow tall and strong, awaiting harvest
Examining his crop, he began harvesting those who’s time had come and pruning the rest
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