Heartland

Fields of grain blanket the countryside

unabashed as they dance to the breeze;

catching the attention of everyone’s eye

reveling in the merriment they bring.

White tuffs that float away in the breeze

across the fields of a lazy summer’s day;

dreams and wishes stem from tiny hands

into the heavens they eagerly bequeath.

The benevolent sun gracefully acquiesced

we thankfully reply with strong backs

as we bow low cultivating with great pains

praying that the land will kindly repay.

As velvet colored skies pierce the horizon

a distant cry beckons them to the back door

they know exactly what mother’s calling for

little feet kick up dust, eager to comply.

The vestiges of the day no longer remain

as the sun closes her eyes and goes to sleep

the night lights of heaven brightly flicker;

only here in the heartland is where they reside.

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