Across The Green Fields - Poem by Marilyn Lott
Across the green fields
Up on the bluffs
High into the sky
A place I didn’t realize existed
Once in a drought
It now is green from pounding rain.
God’s country again
It looks like a different place
No brown desert prairies
No desolate fields
It’s green now
A beautiful velvety green.
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