Losing the Farm
June 20th, 2009 | 
Author: Losing the farm, losing my mind
Like sands through the hourglass,
I’m running out of time
Why oh why did the economy have to fail?
I watch the rain drip from my ceiling into a pail
Where do I go, what do I do?
My home a money pit, the land so beautiful
I am a seedpod floating on the wind
I am flotsam caught on a current
Dogs, cats, horses and Mom too
Oh dear gods, what do I do?
I’d runaway, if I had someplace to go
Or no, for no coward am I
I guess I have to stay
Oh sigh,
I guess I’ll just take it day by day
And wish that someday, in someplace
I might know where I’ll be
In a year from that day!
~ Juni
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Don’t panic everyone, I’ll be just fine! Remember everything Juni writes, while the bald truth, is also somewhat tongue-in-cheek.
But keep your fingers crossed for me anyways *hugs*