[tabby title="Poem"] In the farmers search for the right hand He roams the earth until he finds this land He spies a field with a wall of corn All at once his idea takes form Golden corn dancing and swaying...

[tabby title="Poem"] Each letter I write Is a love poem For all humanity [restrict]Each word I write Is a petal plucked From a red rose Leaving her heart exposed Love is the key to humanity [/restrict] [tabby title="Poet Bio"]Heather Peat...