land i've never seen open roads i've never driven on the sky is our blanket and the stars sing goodnight the grasses sway in greeting when the morning sun rises the sky is now watercolored and the dew melts into our feet trees i've never climbed offer up their fruits for our labors in keeping them company and the leaves shield us in the heat
I hope you enjoyed this piece! I know it was a short one. It’s inspired by my current rereading of the Little House on the Prairie books, and an ode to one of the (many) lifestyles I used to think were super cool when I was younger. I now see many issues with the series, don’t get me wrong, but it’s nice to reminisce on childhood. Please let me know if you have any feedback on this piece or writing challenges you’d like me to try out in the near future. Stay safe and healthy.
Brooke