As the carrots fell off the trees
I wondered where I would go
I stopped and pondered
The possibilities…
There are so many places
And so many things…
Would I be able to choose
Before the fat lady sings?
Then, for a fleeting moment
Something came to me
A perfect place
So simple and serene.
I knew where it was
But i couldn’t recall.
As quick as it came
The moment was gone
The only thought in my head
Carrots don’t grow on trees…