Gonna set my gaze on two treasures my peepers rarely get to see.
En route to Nebraska...
To honor and bless a man I dearly love.
My Grandpa is celebrating 90 years of life.
With Spirit kicks in tow...
I'll fly to the "cornhusker" state...
Offer my song to the cold, farm-earth where the fields bloom.As fall is swirling about...
I pray for fresh wind in my lungs...
That I might be a faithful tool of His love...
Bestowing gifts from one Farmer to another.
Joyfully expectant!
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