Land
Riley Christensen
I stand
My feet upon the ground
I land
Don't seem to make a sound
I plant
Root into the soil
My plans
Will take some time and toil
So blind
I can't say
What this plot
Has in store for May
My mind
Sees some things
Til the silt so I can finally reap
Land, land
Land
Land, land
Land
I plant
Willing it to be
I stand
Staring at my feet
I see
A leaf emerge from soil
Beneath
The serpent sits in coil
I'll toil
Then give it all away
My spoils
Were never bout the cake
Pennyroyal
Has always been my fate
Fertile soil
Got to seed the plot and raise
Land, land
Land
Land, land
Land
Land, land
Land
Land, land
Land