If there weren't so many cars
I could hear the breeze
Why does my heart travel so far
To try to find some ease
I cannot help that my heart yearns
To be some where open and clear
In a field of timothy hay or ferns
Where the calmness is always near
The history, the relaxation, its in the air
Slow pace living is where I want to be
But I live in the city instead of there
Chaos instead of the farm I want to see
Relaxation wrapped around
Breathing life stress free
Nature keeping me on the ground
Where I can be at ease
© JLK 9-17-08
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