The Buffalo Grass
Blonde in the summer’s sun
Like golden dreams swaying in a sea
With each breath of wind
Dancing rhythmically
Thunder and pounding rains
Burden blades with sweet teas
That dampens the veins
And brings strength to the leaves
Glistening silver edges under the moon
Gives texture to the night
With dreamlike images
That spark blue moods to light
Ancient times bore the prairie lands
And blessed it with the Buffalo Grass
That seeds more than life
With seeds from the past
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