Country Girl

I yearned to get away from the slow paced life of the country and run to the fast paced excitement of the city. Where there were shopping malls, more than ten cars and countless hot boys. But I soon found myself avoiding the malls, hating the traffic and a lot of the hot boys I found to be pigs. I hated the noise, the city air was pungant to my nose. Once again, I yearned for the open land, the vast blue skies, the fresh air, the gentle breeze and the glorious sunsets. I long to gaze upon the purple sea of flax, the beautiful yellow of Canola, the soft, velvet look of barley and to run my hand through golden wheat fields. The melody of chirping birds and the soft sound of crickets sounds sweet to my ear. The dancing northern lights, the brilliant moon and the countless stars is a magical sight. Yes, you can take the girl from the country, but you can't take the country from the girl. Chalan