when the sunsets on the prairie the moon begins to rise
stars watching over me in the midnight skies
cactus in the sillouette casting shadows on the sand
moon shining up above lighting up the land
the quiet of the night in the gentle breeze
such a peacful feeling puts my mind at ease
clouds go floating by. like blankets in the night
silky as can be pure and so white
makes me warm inside sets my spirit free
gentle and so calm wakes the soul in me
i can feel the breeze gently floating by
moon shining up above in the prairie sky
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Author:
jim56 (
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- Published: September 25th, 2025 05:44
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Comments3
This one is most beautiful Jim. It casts a mood of wistfulness reminding me nostalgically of places I've been. Lovely a fave
hi glad you like it i put music to it now made it a song
thanks for always lovely comment
means a lot jim
You are always most welcome my friend
You have a demeanor I lost long ago. Kudos. Never let that inspiration fade.
thanks for comment
Beautiful words Jim.
Andy
thanks for comment
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