Brown Horse
Common let's go for a walk down that country road and check out the sites and sounds of life- as it should be. Cedar railed fences, big old oak trees alive with the sounds of birds and squirrels, fields of corn and wheat waving in the winds, the crunch of our shoes on the gravel road.
Breathe in the fresh clean air- no smog, no pollution, no exhaust- just nature- the leaves, the sweet grass, the corn the animals.....beautiful isn't it?
And the homes appear so rickety and shambled but behind those doors are warm cozy living rooms, kitchens echoing with the voices of children and adults as they discuss their day or play a game. The scent of baked goods fills the house and mixes with the aroma of the burning wood in the fireplace.
Home- as it should be..that is home. Home is were the heart is.. home is were you are loved most...home is were your family is.. and I should be in one of these homes, one of these cozy little country homes...
Horses grazing peacefully on the deep green pastures, dreaming beautiful luscious dreams as they consume the sweet plants... beautiful magestic silohettes against the blue horizon....
Horses romping playfuly in the cool crisp breeze...so powerful, so elegant, so beautiful...
Ahh to live here...
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