Go West, Young Girl

Once there was a little girl,

who sat on the edge of a picnic table,

in a backyard filled with dandelions and clover,

but she saw long prairie grasses blowing,

birds winging in a hot, cloudless sky

as she squinted into the sun

steering the wagon west.

©annettealaine2016

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