Quiet Life
Life is strange,
Out on the range,
Endless sky at night,
There is no better sight,
in peace I set,
Even in rain I get wet,
Floating mountains in the sky,
How my heart is high,
Listen to the grass talk,
As I rise to walk,
The sun shines high,
On the range on high.
Copyright © Joshua Voirin | Year Posted 2011
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