Marilyn Lott

(5-28-42 / Washington state USA)

Red Dirt Life

It’s almost the color of blood
This red dirt road I trod
Fields on either side
With fresh green grassy sod

The majestic huge equipment
The green color of a tree
The sweet and earthy beauty
Everything you’d want to see

As the wheat is cut for harvest
There’s a chopping whirling sound
Just the farmer and his tractor
And the brilliant red dirt ground

Such a simple humble existence
On a peaceful country farm
A working farm in progress
A world with so much charm

It’s a place unlike another
For this simple rural life
A home to raise a family
The farmer, his kids and wife!

Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Edited: Saturday, February 26, 2011
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