This Place
There is a place on the farm
To get away from it all
This place has a certain charm
Open and free with no walls
Green rows that go on for miles
Topped with white flowers so high
A landscape so beautiful and wild
Yet not like the days gone by
Surrounding the field of green and white
A dirt road weaves and whines
Standing tall the fireweed is such a sight
A more perfect place is hard to find
The irrigation sprinklers spray the mist
The heat of the day shines down from above
The water beads on leaves its kissed
And moistens the ground that was tilled with love
Such a sunny day with puffy white clouds
A slight breeze sings through the leaves
Of trees that stand so tall and proud
And still so much more to see
With Pioneer Peak rising to the sky
What an incredible and glorious day
An eagle soars on wings so high
This place just takes your breath away!
By: Luke Delia
This poem is published in the book
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