Tennessee Fields
Clear blue color stretched accros the skies like paint on a blank canvas
Fluffy white cloud float lazily through the fresh air
Green grass carpets the soft brown earth beneath it
Nothing but the sound of a sweet bird songs fills the air
Lost in the peace and beauty of the Tennessee Fields.
Copyright © Tracey Kraft | Year Posted 2009
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