Rice Paddies, a Poem

like this, a flagpole in the middle of the field here…photo from online

Thankfully

That Flagpole Had, Become an Eyesore There

Otherwise, Thousands and Millions of

Young, Green Saplings of the Rice Plants without the Borders Would

Get Replaced by a Word: Beautiful

So, sometimes, being in the midst of beauty isn’t quite enough, there’s, that need for something that stood out, that seemed, odd, to make the scene even, more complete…

 

 

 

 

 

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