Green Trees And Red Dirt Poem by Marilyn Lott

Have you ever seen prettier colors
Than green trees and red dirt earth?
Somehow they seem so perfect together
The seasons like a new kind of birth

Rain leaving squishy wet puddles
Lying across the red dirt roads
The countryside getting a drink
As the rainy season unfolds

Barns out in the middle of fields
Of the green sweet pastureland
Machinery whacking down grass
As it falls right where it stands

Bales of hay awaiting the farmer
To gather it up once again
Year after year it’s a cycle
One in which a farmer depends

Carefully constructed white fences
Gather around the old farm
Windmills whirling faster & faster
As the sky blackens for an oncoming storm

Another day in the country
Ah yes, it brings me great comfort
‘Cause there’s nothing prettier in my world
Than Green trees and red dirt!