The Green Grass Sways
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The green grass sways
While the melody from the lone piper plays
And the crickets and the owls patiently wait
For the intro to their stanza by the old creaky gate
The blue summer skies reach up high without a care
While the earth worries incessantly and is constantly aware
But, the cows are hardly moving and the flowers are still
While time passes slowly out here on the hill
Copyright © Robert Sidwell | Year Posted 2024
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