Treasure Island

Marilyn Lott

(5-28-42 / Washington state USA)

Windmills, Cattle and Red Dirt


Strolling down that red dirt road
My eyes were filled with tears
So much beauty I have enjoyed
For so many happy years.

The windmills tall and stately
Pumping water from the ground
Cattle, sheep and horses as they
Clustered all around.

Nothing in my world has changed
And that is how it should be
Windmills, cattle and red dirt
Means happiness to me.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 04, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, June 05, 2013

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