Steven Siegel Poet Free verse

Plain Old Country Boy

Plain Old Country Boy 
Steve L. Siegel 
August, 2015 
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I like the smell of clean washed clothes 
Hanging on the line, the sound of my blue faded shirts 
Snapping in the wind, my sun-bleached blue jeans 
All flapping against the bright blue skies. 
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To wake up with a breeze of an early morning breakfast 
On the front porch, the sighting of buck and a doe feeding 
In the back of the meadow make my heart race 
To be a part of such wonders; I must be living right. 
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The beauty of Canadian thistles with a smell of mint 
Along the stream bed makes for a beautiful song 
Gods little fireflies light up twinkling lights of this night 
My dog walking close beside me the sad sound of a meadowlark. 
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 What I think I like most of all, is the quiet just before a storm 
Right before mother nature tries her best to tear the sky apart with 
A firework display of all her own then wind dies down and frogs 
With the crickets and with clean fresh smell of earth, tries put me to sleep. 
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Yep I guess I am just a plain old country boy 
That not a bad life, where else would I get to 
See things grow and then sway in the wind 
Nope, It is not a bad life being an old country boy.

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Jan Allison August 23, 2015 at 4:38 PM the imagery is so vivid I could see it in my mind's eye - a very beautiful poem:-) hugs Jan xx Steven Siegel August 24, 2015 at 9:44 PM thank you that is what we do try to do is paint with words, so others can see the good things you see. TYVM