I found myself dreaming
watching corn growing to
to my knee, as if yesterday
am chasing butterfly in farm
trip; tumble by strung wire
to keep those milking cow
from going astray from now
then I shifted gears traveling
as wind caressing my sad face
I haven't notice flowing tears
yet I am happy, me deep inside
I heard my name and took me out
was you calling from other side
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Profound love for nature and it's motley representatives is evident through out the dream narrated in the wonderful poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points.