I long for long grasses…

I long for long grasses
and the song of the wind as it passes
through the feather-fingered fronds

I ache for wide open spaces
and the swoop of the thrush as it laces
the fallow fields to the dawn

I dream in green gloaming
of the long pale road in its roaming
as it calls me away from my home
calls me away from my home…

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