Canola Fields
Maybe there is no place like home
She needs to fly far away
With a lens and fresh start in September
New backyards where she can play
Quick press to focus and click, remember
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She wants big stories to tell
Beyond the Pacific. The Atlantic.
She bids Alberta farewell
In search of something new and romantic
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But the photos on her phone
Mountains and vast prairies. A far-off loon.
Ocean landscapes not unknown
Fields of flowers already in full bloom
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Experiences gathered
Where she flourished among the vibrant hues
Her views already mattered
With canola fields against layered blues
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Travel is good for the soul
Perhaps she took her province for granted
Sights overseas met her goal
Within Canada is where she landed
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About the Creator
Polite Adjacent
I am experimenting with my writing on Vocal while drafting my romance novel.
Follow my novel-writing journey here: youtube.com/@politeadjacent
I also share reflections about minimalism and money here: politeadjacent.blogspot.com
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