The ears of corn are weaving about the boundless fieldThe ears of corn are weaving about the boundless field
Wildflowers waiting for the sun, through dense cloudsWildflowers waiting for the sun, through dense clouds
The ears of corn are weaving about the boundless fieldThe ears of corn are weaving about the boundless field
Wildflowers waiting for the sun, through dense cloudsWildflowers waiting for the sun, through dense clouds