Country Livin Poem by Redneck Girl

Country Livin



A walk in country
Is the place for me
No hurried bustle of city streets
Nor danger lurkin lear.

Friendly neighbors
Intimate village streets
Corner parks, small shops
Flower aromas fill the air.

Gentle raindrops hang on stalks of grain
Birds chirp
You can hear their joyous refrain
Un hurried strolls close my days.

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