Laying in the pasture,
Chewing on a blade of grass.
I feel mother natures lure,
Away from all that city mess.
Laying on my back just dreaming,
Watching clouds go drifting by.
As they shift, now it's seeming,
I know that face up in the sky.
Grasshoppers leaping high in the air,
All over the pasture, they fly.
Incredible jumps without a care,
The law of gravity they defy.
Golden and red sunset out west,
Brilliant beams flooding the Earth.
A beautiful day to lay and rest,
Makes you happy for the day of your birth.
9/5/10 Alton Texas
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