125. To the Stars Through Difficulty: Louie Elizabeth Gallaway

Sunrise over the soy fields
Bright blood red sliver
becomes the bright blood red ball
that fires our August days.
I move southern slow
in Kansas summers.
One drop of rain is a blessing.
The factory chugs onward & upward.
Oh sweet wren out my window,
give us your song.

— Louie Elizabeth Galloway

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