Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Summer on the Prairie


In the early morning hours
When all is calm and still
The fragrance of the flowers
Covers every pond and hill
Nature paints her canvas bright
When the prairie comes alive
On through a summer night
Under the prairie’s starlit sky
The prairie’s summer sun
Has coaxed the flower’s smile
And given each, one by one
A color to match her style
The honey bee works the day
Spreading pollen to the plants
To store the sun’s sweet rays
Directing others with a dance

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