Country life in all the seasons

Fields of corn, wheat, and cotton.

Land of the country, never forgotten.
Bails of hay and wild cows,
full of pigs and tornado clouds.

Hear the chirping and the crickets hum,
hear the rain pour drum, drum,drum.
Feel the humid air cling to your face,
Watch the birds fly around as they race.

Hear the crunch of the leaves on your feet.
Feel the chill of the afternoon breeze.
Listen to the sound of the crows as they caw,
Walk in the forest and see a print of a dog's paw.

Fell the chill of the bitter sweet air.
Relax on a swing as you swing in the air.
Laugh with the others and join in the fun,
Go to the fairs and eat candy corn, Yum!

Step outside to the bitter cold,
as winter comes like in times of old.
See the snow swirling in the air,
and see the snow and the blankets they wear.

The ice is dangling from the sky,
Make snow angels on the ground as you lie,
Bundle up warm and sit by the fire,
Drinking cocoa with the ones you admire.

Soon the flowers open there eyes,
Look all around and look to the skies.
The chitter and chatter of baby birds' songs,
the sound of spring righting all wrongs.

See the rabbits as they wake up again,
sleeping through winter and reviving again.
See the colors as spring has arrived,
waking up and starting there lives.