CountrysideA Poem by writer with a mind
The country side willowed with its dry air and the bugs flew and crawled on me. The south was a perfect place for me you could ride a motor fish and hunt all in the same day. We went down to the town in our pick up truck with a dead dear on the side of the road with flies and maggots eatin at its insides. We passed the freight train and it took 5 minutes to pass . The sun was glowing and raying heat onto the roads putting a reflection into my eyes . I clossed my eyes for a minute to get the heat away from burning my pupils. The old Dairy Queen we passed had the lowest prices than the ones in Chicago. i had missed my family they were gone for the week and I was left to live life. but I was happy when I was alone a week to myself a week to enjoy doesn't everyone need one once in a while, and I had gotten mine.
© 2011 writer with a mindAuthor's Note
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