Green Field
GREEN FIELD
Blue sky hanging over the hills,
Cool wind blows through the valley trees,
Sounds of birds are excellent thrills;
As river flows with motion breeze;
I look at the field with pleasure,
For It`s fertile-GREEN serves as~ measure.
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