Looking out my back door.
C. J. Black.
Looking out my back door
I have nothing only green fields to explore
Lush, and as the song goes they are 40 shades
Sheep and cattle lazily grazing on their lucious blades.
Farther in the distance farmers are harrowing the land
Readying it for cultivating, every move pre-planned.
Glorious sunshine, it is spring after all
You can also hear bird song, beautiful is nature’s call.
A bonus for living in the country is the sound of silence
Looking out my back door admiring natures balance
If you were here, I guess you’d never tire looking out my back door
Each day brings its own surprises you never know what it has in store.
C. J. Black©β