
I graze through fields of golden wheat
That never seem to end
Two pools of blue, so smooth and cool
They take my soul to mend
A little bridge calls tulips home
So pink and full of youth
I rest in florals, intoxicating
A cup of warm vermouth
I walk throughout this beautiful land
Kissed tender by the sun
Through valleys, mountains, never-ending
I leap and bound and run
Although this land is rightly yours
I’ll take it as my own
Explore it ‘til the sunlight’s moon
And all the flowers grown
This land is yours, this land is mine
It's beauty, love, and light
I’ll pay my homage to this land
By daytime and by night
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Hayley Bonnett
19. UCF. Aggressively mediocre at a handful of things.
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