Poem: My father's view …the view from Frederick, Colorado 100 years later

One hundred years ago You played right here You and your brother Chasing each other Working and playing Singing and praying The fields stretch to the east As

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Poem: Fingers warm and tingling

Grandma, I never knew you Until today After going to the farmer’s stand Just twenty miles from where you’d lived After buying, chopping and preparing A pile of

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