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The sight of an old barn
Deserted and alone
In winter's sleet and snow.
Stirs memories of a barn
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I am the Earth Mother
In the womb of my mountains
Were nurtured the seeds of my offspring
And violent volcanoes brought them
...
The North Wind does blow,
His chilly fingers on my face
Tell me it is time to go -
To leave our mountain home
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Nostalgia
The sight of an old barn
Deserted and alone
In winter's sleet and snow.
Stirs memories of a barn
I knew long ago.
Our childish laughter
Filled the rafters
As we played and jumped
In fragrant sun-dried hay -
Then down the chute we went
Into the stalls below.
So vivid are the memories
My nose begins to twitch
With the musty barn odors
Of feed - grains in their bins -
Of old leather tack -
Harnesses hanging on wooden pegs.
Now I hear the jingle of their bells
As old Ned pulls the sleigh.
Those happy days - Sweet are the memories.
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