Magnus Alfredsson


Countryside Eyes

A kind breeze swoops across the countryside
The wheat sways tranquilly in the early morning sun
A soft rumble can be heard in the distance
A tractor creeping down a gravel road is the source of the sound
An old farmer brings his tractor to a smooth halt
His eyes are like the milky blue sky
He serenely scans the distant horizon
The wheat around him is a golden sea
A deer bounds blissfully by a solitary berry bush

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