"Good ol' tractor...so faithful and true...and so gloriously bright red." MPM | Source
What does"My FarmAll Tractor" mean to me?
In my thoughts... "My Farmall Tractor" is a place I go...
You know...Words can say a lot...or take us to a place...any place.
I'm a lot like the ol' guy up on his tractor...looking at you...in the picture below. My World is content just sitting out on an ol' cow pasture...and workin' up a smile on how the day is progressin'.
Peace to you today...Hope ya' like the way your day is progressin'...thus far!
"What I aspire to do in my old age...is sit from my tractor and see how the day progresses!" Says MPM
Here's the Poem:
Lost in thoughts...My Farmall Tractor...is a place I go...
Where I travel through cow pastures...in a gear that's low.
The engine is the only sound...
That can be heard for miles around.
Out past the long ravine...in the early morning's first rays...
I find Peace and Contentment with my life...for the rest of my days.
I was born to be in the hustle and bustle of the modern world around...
But my heart yearns to live far away...out past the furthest town.
And in a moment where I can "Pause" from the world that is all around me...
I fire up my Farmall tractor...and head out miles away...Out in the coun-try.
With a gentle rumble the motor moves me along...
Occasionally, a tire splashing or old spring clunking...joins into its mellow song.
But, that is all I know of what I can hear...as I quietly bounce along without a care...
The world back where I came from can get loud and hectic...but out here...I'm unaware.
I hear a crow cawling...A hawk flies way above...
A deer crosses out in the hazy meadow...I smile at the world I love.
The mud gets thick at times...though the tractor moves steadily on ahead...
Good ol' tractor...so faithful and true...and so gloriously bright red.
I use you around the place...for many chores...you are the right tool for the job...
But today...I'm using you to get the kinks out'ta my back...on this saddle seat...where I bounce and bob.
There is no one around...there is no one who can see...
Looks like I found the place...Dear Lord...where it is only just you and me.
My mind begins to unwind...jumbled thoughts all begin to become clear...
So glad I hopped up on this tractor...and drove on out to here.
The new day opens up before me...
As fields display themselves...like a gigantic sea.
The woods sit on the Eastern side...quiet noises can be heard...
And the wild wind begins to pick-up...carrying along a gliding bird.
I have no more words to descibe this...the feeling is intense of Peace...at this place...
Inside my heart is happy...putting a new smile...on this ol' mans face.
I have seen some things on this planet...and I've been here...and I've been there...
But nothing at all is greater...then sitting out here on my Farmall Tractor...without a single care !
Lost in thoughts...My Farmall Tractor...is a place I go...
Where I travel through cow pastures...in a gear that's low.
The engine is the only sound...
That can be heard for miles around.
"I fire up my Farmall tractor...and head out miles away...out in the country." MPM
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