Small furry tractors make their rows in the blue blanketThen come to a rest in a warm spot

Engines still running

Below the surface there’s life. 

Wanting to reach out toward the light. 

But feeling the coziness of the earth. 

Life moves and stretches underneath

Then comes to a rest

Maybe for just a few more minutes 

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