Summer wheat
A field in bright gold
Growing tall and wild like weeds
Is warmed by the sun
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Billowing grain stalks
Sway, like a whispered soft breeze
Skims through a meadow
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Along the river
The earth, damp from recent rains
Nurtures summer wheat
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Joyce E. Johnson (2013)
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