Calling
Fair winds,To sunlit skies,Distant sound,Birds at fly.Bending wheat,Golden Grain,Lonesome sound,Distant train.Calling yon,Alone I stand,Call to wander,Distant lands.Turn my back,On calling song,Shrug my shoulders,Head for home. Written November 23rd, 2001 © on Nov 23 2001 02:35 PM PST, Phyllis Thompson 0 • 1
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"Fair winds,To sunlit skies,Distant sound,Birds at fly.Bending wheat,Golden Grain,Lonesome sound,Distant train.Calling yon,Alone I stand,Call to wander,Distant lands.Turn my back,On calling song,Shrug my shoulders,Head for home...."