Dawn In Nebraska

The girls in Nebraska can be quite different, It gradually Dawns on you that this is true , Like catching greased pigs at their county fairs, Vast cultural differences come into view. With mothers that have unique info they Share On, The love traps like money, like biscuits, passé, Catching and holding are really quite different, A new magic needed when our feet are clay. A strong woman like Dawn is really quite gamey, No obvious pathways that lead to her heart, You should give it some thought before trying out, Remember the goal is to win the best part. In love there's a dance that both people are learning, In this life roles change at the drop of a hat, Just which one is strong and which one is bending, And if it should change ‘round, well what's wrong with that? The main thing to get is a new age is dawning, A hope for the future this world's never known, As all of us live out dreams we're pursuing, Share God's joy in viewing a childhood that's grown. Brian Johnston July 20,2014 Dawn Hetrick and her mother Sharon (Bob's Daughter) are related to Bob Lind, a farmer friend of mine in Holdrege, Nebraska. On a recent visit, Dawn was actually not home the evening I arrived. She was actually participating in a contest at a local county fair where a team of 4 members tries to catch a 'greased pig' and then put it into a barrel. You win the contest by doing this in the shortest time. Dawn and her friends won the contest last year but this year came in second. You may note that both Dawn and her mother are mentioned by name in the poem! : -)