A Prairie Day

I feel like I live on a prairie today,

The gentle breezes sweep and sway,

The sky is true and oh so blue.

But horizon cloud gives us clue,

That wat’ring rain is on it’s way

To moisten up our patch of clay.

A horse nickered at my advance,

And observed to see if she could by chance

Nick a treat from behind my back.

But though she didn’t cop a whack,

I made sure she failed the deed

Until I let her chubby lips succeed.

She nuzzled my hand when carrot was spent

And then her colossal head she bent

And ate the grass from at my feet

That evidently tasted sweet.

She chattered in her equine way

But I’m not sure what she meant to say

For I can’t speak her native tongue.

The air ‘round about us rung

With a sweet concerto of song.

So rich I wished to sing along

With the serenading bird.

With that I left the little equine herd

And began the walk along the road,

Back towards our little abode.

My had was damp and soft upon my brow

When I called “g’day” to a resting cow.

My blunnies crunched on the gravel lane,

The sky’s breath blew on my sweaty mane

And made me fell like a settler’s child

Who bravely existed in the frontier wilds.

But then reality checked my mind 

And brought me back to human kind.

And the feeling filled my little heart,

The feeling I noted at the start.

I felt like I lived on the prairie today,

The breeze around did sweep and sway.