Country Turkey
Country Turkey
The roads were the silence of farmland.
The tracks in the wind are disappearing.
Saying goodbye to the seasons with working machines.
Storks clung to electric poles.
The rivers are looking for their enthusiasm.
Our flag is flying.
The mountains are above cold waters.
Hearts are the emotion that expresses love.
The trees are shaking, their leaves are falling.
The animals are milked.
Milk and cheese is very good.
Oils are filtered, olives are chewed.
Nuts are hanging from their branches.
Taste is very good.
Teas are collected, teapots are filled.
The tea that warms us up is very nice.
Snow falls, roads are closed.
Rivers overflow and floods flow.
Fences cross borders as they drift.
The forests roar and the animals run.
Bridges are the foundation of crossings.
The trees are the coolness of the shadows.
Unity of our race separated regions.
My country is very beautiful, very beautiful.
Copyright © Johannes Cicek | Year Posted 2023
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