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My Paradise

Home they say is where the heart lives
For me home is on the prairie plains
Where one can see mile upon mile
With various jokes saying 

If something runs way you can see
them leaving for three days.

A variety of farming folks
A place where family farms have
stood for generations
Years and years of growing crops
Green fields so we are called the harvest belt.
A place where the summers are hot
The winters are cold so very cold
Elevators, barns , old church steeples
Some of the most friendly people
Called --land of the living skies--
Waking to spectacular sunrise
This is the heavenly place I call home.

Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2016


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  1. Date: 10/24/2016 4:24:00 PM

    You paint a vivid picture with your words Phyllis:-) hugs Jan xx
  1. Date: 10/22/2016 7:22:00 PM

    What a vivid picture you paint of your prairie home, Phyl! I loved seeing it through your words. Had to laugh at the line about seeing something run away for three days. Very clever! Always a pleasure to read your work. Love, Carolyn
  1. Date: 10/22/2016 6:41:00 PM

    That is beautiful. I can picture it. Comforting too.