October 31, 2010

golden kingcup-fields

I miss my get away. Winding roads, over grown trees, horses in fields, huge red barns, beautiful estates, summer sunsets, corn fields and wild flowers. It was there for me this summer whenever I needed it. I wish I could be there today. Right now, I need it most.

This song describes a field much like my get away. Someday I'll sing it to someone special.

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