Fat of the land

The fat of the land 

Those eyes speak to me 

Of life lived

Of battles won and lost

You seem sad

Thinking on yesterday

Something in your manner is drawn

Ebbing 

Ebbing away, but I also see strength

Strength of character and tradition

A love of land and the people tied together

A mutual fate 

A shared communal vision 

Which will outlive you 

Yours is 

A deep love bruised and anguished

A longing 

A strange longing for the past

Eyes heavy with questioning and a heart full of emotion

You’re old

And yet you dream of generations yet to come

You furnish the land, as your ancestors furnished it in your stead 

From the heart grows love

Which breeds fierce man and women

Who til the soil and bring up families

And fill their souls with the love of God