OUT IN THE COUNTRY

Out in the Country

Laughing and running through the fields
With the wind blowing through my hair
And stopping to smell the wild flowers
And gathering the pretty ones for a bouquet.
Smell the air!   Fresh and clean!
Not like the air in the city.
What a pleasure to spend a day
Out here in the country!
Stop!   Look!   And listen!
There’s a pretty butterfly sitting
On top of the wild flower
And it’s glad to be out here, too.
Over yonder a robin perched on the tree limb
Singing a joyful song.
Oh boy!   The sun is going down
And time to go back to the city.
What a bummer!

 

 

(C)By Noreen Ann Jenkins

(Noreen Snyder)

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2 thoughts on “OUT IN THE COUNTRY

  1. This really makes me miss my time living out in the country! At least for a moment I had the chance to drift away in thought. Nice poem.

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