There is always sun. Always sun, when I close my eyes and look to the future. There is also land. Land that i build on. No, not a garage or a basketball court or a parking lot, but a garden. I will build a garden on the land. Start from scratch and make it a beautiful place. Then life will be good and the sun will be shining on me.
When I smile I can see my plump cheeks. They are red in the sun. And the food will grow because of the sun and the water and the love I give those seeds. They will grow to feed me and my family and others around me. The food will be pure because they have grown from mother earth and the people that eat the food will be so happy for it.
Happy times will become of me and my land and my food. It seems so simple, but perfect. I know my future will be wonderful, but I’m not sure what will become of this blog.
