Red Dirt Hill Poem by Marilyn Lott

I saw a red dirt hill so beautiful
As the sun shone on its knoll
Jutting up from the crimson ground
Taking away from the landscape’s flow

Rugged and exceptionally stately
As though a sculptor took the time
To carefully carve out perfection
It’s truly one of a kind

Windmills dot the horizons
Old homestead built long ago
Their structures are unique
But time has taken its toll

So many things we miss in life
If we don’t take the time
To scour the vast countryside
So much beauty we can find

I know if you saw this Red Dirt Hill
You would admire it as much as me
For it’s one of natures surprises
As natural as a stately tree!