Dichotomy

A country girl,
raised by corn fields and
amber waves of grain.
Missing the need
for crop rotations,
not the pesticide
stench of late.
Full circle – across oceans
and back, to realize
the start connects.
Always dreamt of
greater things, but greater
is rarely better.
Not all dreams
can be realized,
nor should they
be.
For dreams can’t be what
is or what will
really be.

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