When we moved to the land,
Our farm was not yet named,
Though I preferred a book
Find: “Rest and Be Thankful.”
But that sounded, perhaps,
Like a cemetery,
Or retirement home.
So we decided on
Spring Forth Farm,
A name for energy,
The joy of new water,
A season of new life,
Not to mention Bible
References to new things
Springing forth,
And that we read a verse
With those words when we wed.
.
And yet, in a week where
Friends have come and spent
Six hours, or seven hours,
Or even two or three,
But always more time than
Expected or realized;
In a week where friends leave,
We hope, refreshed and thankful,
Maybe my find fits well.
Come to my house.
Rest and Be Thankful.
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