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About the Year '72 Part 2
As the late shadows began to fall Off to the tanks to check the ice again Supper was at 6:00 o’clock and if lucky He’d have the chance to warm up and rest for a spell. The time did come which the children didn’t like They had to move in with the teacher At school for a week. It took a county road grader to plow out the roads In order for us to get the children back home. This was March when the calving had started Twenty-four hour days were the rule. I did the night calving shift To allow Billy sometime to rest. Only on emergencies did I give him a call Up in the morning he’d make the rounds Checking on new calves or problems If all was well into breakfast he’d come Then plow us out and me back in. If a problem would arrived he’d switch The cat for his horse and off they’d go To bring the cow into the shed Where he’d perform the necessary chore And safely tuck the calf in to his bed His horse taken care of It was off to the cat, plow the hay sled out Then to the feeding he’d go and the routine Would then begin in spite of the snow. Like I said this was 19 and 72 On July the 4th, I don’t know why But I walked back into the shelterbelt Behind the house and much to my surprise There was a snow drift that had not met it’s demise The years before and the years after Had their snows, blizzards and winds But never before and never after Did we have another year like Nineteen hundred and seventy two.
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