A Short Vacation On the Prairie

Now the twilight was gone As we arrived at little Utah inn. At the edge of the vast prairie. We rested well savouring the bliss Of a quiet night away from the city. Yet early in the morning we woke To the sound of hooves pounding Of the dust covered bison which ran Across the shrubby prairie, Leaving a large cloud of dust. Time for breakfast, delicious and tasty. From our window we could admire The evergreen red cedars and admired The tall forest of American Arborvitae. But my love was fascinated by The cultivated Saucer Magnolia. We decided to hire a guide and leave for a park. We were sure to see birds flying. Colorful and warbling to our delight. The Reddish Egret caught our fancy Though the Sapsucker could compete its song. But now twilight was descending again So back to a delicious evening fest. How we’ll rue the time when We had to turn back to noisy city unrest.