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There Was a Time
By beanerywriters(11,675)
There was a time
when the weekday wash
hung on the clothesline
to dry in the wind and sun,
Afternoons were spent in the garden
with rake and hoe
as mom tilled row after row
to plant seeds and flowers,
the hours seemed to fly. . .
Dad mowed the grass
and clipped the shrubs,
while I followed behind with wheelbarrow
picking up twigs and trimmings.
Smelling country clean
the clothes were unpinned
and neatly folded,
the mower parked in the shed
all the garden tools gathered in,
then just before bed
we relaxed beneath the maple trees
fanned by a cool breeze.
Mom brought out bowls
of oven-fresh treats:
blackberry pie, vanilla ice cream
moist chocolate chips
dipped in tall glasses
of rich farm milk
topped with real cream.
---written by Kathleen | |
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