I Will Be
At Valerie’s Farm
I will be at Valerie’s farm
Just across the canyon
With two homes, one red wide wood clapboard
With white door and trim, the older.
The other, the A-frame, glass and wood.
Horses dance and prance
In the field. Llamas sit down
In the water bucket and goats gambol.
Square towers grow vegetables.
As usual, blackberries cascade
Over the back fence framing
The old vegetable garden.
In front of the split rail fence…