The sun is rising on a field
A farmer awakens to the chickens
The farmer went to the barn and kneeled
At the grave of his love
He took the potatoes and peeled
And he ate his lunch at the grave
Remembering his happiness with her
And he ate
The animals waited crying out for food
He fed them extra food
He sat and talked all day
When the sun waved good bye he had to go
The moon waved hello on the bright horizon
And the animals waved him goodbye
And he marched off, into his home
He laid in his empty bed, and waited for tonight
His wife would come see him again.
Late that night in the cold of the room
The woman he had loved so long ago, came waltzing through the door.
