Fields of corn

Yellow covers beans, Golden browns brittle they wave, Tossing gracefully in cadence, Unison deer look up tucked deep within falls paradise, Farmer gazes standing in his yard, Son taps dad on his shoulder, No words needed, Farmer hops into his beat up by Ford pickup remnant of good years past, Today’s Midwestern farmer battles nature,Continue reading “Fields of corn”

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