I'm Home

May 17, 2010
By , Smoot, WY
I walked into the lush paster;
horses whinnied; cows mooing;
the barb wire reflecting the rising sun; the dew drops glistened, and the mud oozed around my boots; the trees swayed softly in the cool morning breeze; the rope coiled in my right hand felt natural to me...like it was home in my palm; it made me also feel at home.





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