Fields of Dreams

The land is lush
The skies so blue
My heart doth gush
At all that is new

Grain reaches up
Toward the sun
With open cup
Longing for raindrop fun

Breezes tickle my beard
And ruffle the grasses
Supremely geared
To feed the hungry masses

Golden meadows carpet the land
My eyes sparkle at the sight
These vistas are so grand
My heart doth take flight

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Vivaci

You should copyright © your poems with a date, Joy!

Excellent and wholesome post, my friend. You’re rocking that look btw.

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Vivaci

🤩 Sounds divine…stay blessed man….wow! @JoyfulSilence

JoyfulSilence · 46-50, M

@Vivaci

I feel like I am back on staycation again.

Gosh, when I move to the desert someday, I am going to miss the green lands.

Maybe I need two houses.

Vivaci

😅 @JoyfulSilence

Rutterman · 46-50, M

Well done, sir. 🌞

JoyfulSilence · 46-50, M

@Rutterman

I love wide open spaces!

P.S. An hour later I passed a Rutter's gas station. It looked new, or at least renovated. It had a sign, "Now Open." I did not stop, though, since I had just eaten and filled up my tank elsewhere .

Peaches · F

Awww, 🤗💓 this is so nice! LOVE the beard my friend!🧔👍

JoyfulSilence · 46-50, M

@Peaches

The land is all full of growing things!

I hope there is a surplus this fall to make up for all the shortages, and prices come back down.

Breakfast cereal has gotten so expensive!