poet Marilyn Lott

Marilyn Lott

Across The Green Fields

Across the green fields
Up on the bluffs
High into the sky
A place I didn’t realize existed
Montana
Yes green
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.

Poem Submitted: Monday, September 10, 2007
Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 6, 2011

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  • Prince Obed de la CruzPrince Obed de la Cruz (8/18/2009 3:04:00 AM)

    very poetic. Very nice

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