THE LAST LIGHT
THE foothills of Nebraska shine
In a disc of sunset gold;
The cornstalks glisten like pale wine—
But the wind is bitter cold.
Around my love a radiance lies,
’Tis the glow of her soul’s sun;
’Twill light a vision in my eyes—
When the long day’s work is done.
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