Travelers Welcome

Travelers Welcome

Thursday, February 28, 2013

north dakota

by Linda M. Crate

song of the whipperwill
golden grasses, warm summers
plains singing psalms of oblivion
there you'd find me one summer's
week hiding behind a smile
when worries mounted my shoulders
and babbling brooks seemed an
eternity away from reaching yet still
I refused to give up hope for she
blossoms in my heart no matter the
locale I have always been a field.

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