Prairie Landscape

Old weathered barns
With peeling red paint--
Some used or unused,
Looking very quaint.

Fences of wood
Or rustic barbed wire
Mark property lines
So no one's a liar.

Crops growing in the fields,
Or cattle grazing in pastures.
Farmers pray each day
That there will be no disasters.

Farmhouses--generations old,
Some brand new---
Either way, they're made
To blend in with the view.

Flat prairie land,
As far as you can see--
Old windmills blowing
Gently in the breeze.

You can have your crowded buildings
In big cities with pollution everywhere.
I'll keep the prairie
With it's clean fresh air.