Wednesday, June 30, 2010

jeans and memories

the neighbor's laundry
hung out to dry

brings to mind memories
from far away
of another day

dad's work jeans on the line
frozen stiff
by the blistering cold
of winter

him bending
into the wind
as he walked from the barn
arms full of hay

hell of a way
to make a living
he'd say
when days of summer drought
left all
around us

a barren land

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