Thursday, April 27, 2006
Hay Season Comments
Rating: ★5.0
The farmer wiped, flick of the hand
the perspiration off his weathered face.
The day was done and thanks to God
there'd be the itchy task of throwing fragrant hay
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Danny Reynolds
27 April 2006
No luck involved Herbert. These wily old farmers know better than any weather forecaster, which I think is written in the furrows of your poem. Great. Danny
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8/25/2025 4:09:44 AM # 1.0.0
I love a poem which takes me to a time and place, especially to a person (if this makes sense) . Thank you for this poem.