| The Field Every day I go by the field. A field that is cover with snow. Every day as I go by the field. I cannot wait for the snow to melt. Then comes the day the snow melts. This time it stay away. The field of white. Is now a field of brown. Every day as I go by the field. I see the farmer work in the field. The field of brown. Turn into the field of green. Every day as I go by the field. The field gets greener. The leaves get larger. Some years they are there. Some years they are not. I cannot wait to see. Some year Mother Nature gives us a trick. Some year she gives us a treat. Over night the field of green disappear. To be replace by a field of orange. This year Mother Nature give us a treat. With many big orange pumpkin. Its that way they call it Trick or Treat? |