In fields of green where silence weaves,
A rural life, where calm retrieves.
The sun ascends, a golden hue,
Awakening nature, morning dew.

Whispers of wind through ancient trees,
Stories whispered by the gentle breeze.
Simple homes with fences low,
Harmony in the ebb and flow.

Tender crops in soil embraced,
Life's rhythm, slow and gracefully paced.
Villagers share a knowing smile,
Connections that span a country mile.

Roosters crow at break of...