Reaper Poem by jane heart
Reaper
Swashes of bold grain wake me
As I drive.
The plains are mesmerizing.
A greenish and grateful wellspring picks
out shine
And respects the arid hay.
I love this land.
It loves nobody.
Thursday, January 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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Fabrizio Frosini
04 January 2015
well expressed here is the feeling of love for one's own land even when it is a harsh stepmother thanks for sharing
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4/25/2024 6:27:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Jane Heart, I like the way you write.