Country Girl
She was born in the country
Where wild winds blow
And fields of wheat
Stand tall and neat
That no man will ever mow
She rides out every morning
To greet the lovely day
And all around
There’s not a sound
Just the smell of hay
Before her lay the mountains
The sky shines up above
And as the sun releases warmth
God seems to send His love.
Beautifully written sis. Deep and connecting emotionally.
Thanks