Peter's Field

In Peter's field there he toiled and toiled and toiled there you would find him in the great dusk there you would find him just before Dawn there you would find him when the stars wept and giant tears down the heavens crept there there he lived a life he lived alone no child he reared save just himself 5 but then Age reached him Age had him bent no longer work could he let alone as work before and on a stick tottered he no longer work one Dawn they found him yet in his fields this time not moving yet cramped in hand a note of writing found they and read 'long, long, I seeped my life continous in toil and toil and what I reaped? Beware who read; do not as me if you will not as me now be.'