Gathering Dust
It gathered them,
the dust in the wind,
to a one-room building
filled with laughter and friends.
A time for Johnny
to pull Sally's pig tails.
Boys hiding frogs
in girl's lunch pails.
Inkwells for writing,
catalogs for reading.
Not much else
farm kids needing.
It gathered the children
of Sally and Johnny,
and before them,
their Daddy and Mommy.
In a dark store room,
no longer a must,
the old school bell
gathers a different dust.
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