Rain on the Prairie ❦

 

 

last evening, it rained.

me and molly walked a

rutted road beside the

soybean field.  lukewarm

breezes scented with 

sweet grass brushed

our faces.

i walked and gave thanks.

caring about the farmers

embolden, i asked for more rain.  

no hail, no tornados, 

no high winds, just the rain.

corn and wheat

hay and soybeans

sorghum and sunflowers

to name a few

seeing miles

upon miles of plains
crops growing
the bigness
of it all

has been good

for me

farming is hard work

expensive

time consuming

requires machinery

ever after

i will

think more

of my food

the sky was filled

with storm clouds

rain began to fall

we headed home

molly was happy,

prancing along head held high,  

proud  like she brought 

the rain.