Close to Heart Poem

It’s rolling hills, and vast forests
It’s the sunsets, sunrises, and the star filled night sky
It’s farms, it’s ranches, and it’s rural lifestyle
It’s waving to your neighbors as your passing by
It’s enormous whitetail bucks, and huge pike
It’s seeding in the spring, and combining in the fall
It’s long and cold winters
It's short and hot summers
It’s sledding and mudding, and flying on the dirt roads
It’s good times, and partying out in the bush
It’s the only place I will ever call home
It is the prairies