Here's the challenge - compose a poem each day for one year, that reflects my agrarian life.
On our hobby farm on the edge of the Monaro my husband Matthew and I raise children (I have eight, though only five remain at home), sheep, goats, chooks, piglets, a milking cow and her calf, fruit and vegies. To support this enterprise I teach in the remotest school in Victoria
- if anywhere in Victoria is truly remote.
Saturday 1 August 2015
Joy
From the time,
We first emerge into the light,
At birth,
Until the time,
We lose that final battle,
Against the dying of the light,
There is but one real goal,
The pursuit of joy.
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