The breeze returns
On hot summer days
Of humid haze
Where cattle graze
And bulls laze
And
The breeze returns
Through trees, down streets
Brushes grasses and hay
Down lanes like tunnels
Over rivers running deep
next to fallow field
Along Corn crop alleyways
And over bald scalped hill tops
The breeze returns
And we can breathe once again
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