During the course of planting nature,
A young freckly faced girl enchanted by her father's smile sits on a planter, She is not alone, beside her he sits as the tractor continues the straight path. The sun attacks their necks but their eyes do not stray. As they dropped their plants, Dividing the sets as they go, One by one they fall. They fall fast but land like a feather, On top of the soil they rest for the planters return. Although young, she did not miss, His eyes filled of pride, It was not often she saw this. As the tractor buckled, the driver turned around, Her eyes greeted by their mutual love. No picture nor video exists that can be held, Nor is it required. A moment of true happiness engraved in her mind, An imperishable family portrait.
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