Out on the prairie were the colts run and play in grass the sun shines casts shadows in the trees, up in the the highest tree where birds fly past and the junipers sway the flowers look like welcoming hands, The green mixes with the gold and the condor does what’s what its told as the buffalo voices its protest.
And the bumble bee looks for lupines, the snipe for a meal, a little boy plays in the nearby stream and that’s the end of the tale.
Out on the prairie A sunset lets out warm greeting and the owls begin to awake, coyotes are laughing and the rattlesnakes napping in its den, the prairie dogs are looking for roots while the cowgirls puts on her boots and rides out to her home.
And the bumble bee looks for lupins the snipe for a meal a little boy plays in the nearby stream and that’s the end of the tale.
Out on the prairie the wind is a good friend to have keeps you cool in the sun, gives you a sweet music in the ear when it says hello to the grass makes you feel alive, honeycomb drips from a low place and milk is gathered up from the cows.
And the bumble bee looks for lupins the snipe for a meal a little boy plays in the nearby stream and that’s the end of the tale.
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