A robin beats it's wins fiercely
and my dog looks up.
Curious; startled and awakened from her nap.
The windmill in the yard,
up on that hill over there
turns with the light breeze.
A meadowlark calls out it's song
as the clouds move overhead.
The breeze quickens,
fallen leaves begin to rustle,
playing their own game of tag in the grass.
Way in the distance, cows holler.
Thunder rolls above me
and the robin speaks it's mind.
Although these things I cannot understand,
I sit and watch....
as it begins to rain...
and my dog looks up.
Curious; startled and awakened from her nap.
The windmill in the yard,
up on that hill over there
turns with the light breeze.
A meadowlark calls out it's song
as the clouds move overhead.
The breeze quickens,
fallen leaves begin to rustle,
playing their own game of tag in the grass.
Way in the distance, cows holler.
Thunder rolls above me
and the robin speaks it's mind.
Although these things I cannot understand,
I sit and watch....
as it begins to rain...
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