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Hitch the Old Mule and Load the Harvest Cart

Hitch The Old Mule And Load The Harvest Cart Across the plains a bad ole murky mess Unites in its quivering tears apart And the bashful bride dares not that confess As she knows for sure it would break his heart Bloated bodies bend with such dusky chills And the ill cast weather leaves what it starts Grandpa cries, "Hon' bring me my little pills" Hitch the old mule and load the harvest cart Watch the red moon and its wide flaming rings Crow knows the tiger will eat anything And the fairies dance their proud lovers swing While the farmer's wife wakes early to sing Dawn rises and its glory proudly displays Cheating gambler faces well-earned pay! Robert J. Lindley, Sonnet, May 12th 1972

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Date: 7/6/2023 3:16:00 PM
With masterful artistry and captivating symbolism, this masterpiece unveils an idyllic tableau, evoking the essence of a bygone era. You skillfully resurrect the rustic charm of agrarian life, forever lost amidst the relentless advance of mechanization.
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Date: 7/6/2023 8:48:00 AM
Life on the farm before machines took over... the good old days no longer exist - Although old barns made of wood, stone and turf still stand in Norway ... a great poem, Robert - hugs
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Robert Lindley
Date: 7/6/2023 9:14:00 AM
Yes, my friend, some of the old things were better. Farm work is hard always has been but it made men out of boys. And if God was introduced you had a much better world. God bless....
Date: 7/5/2023 5:28:00 PM
A bucolic scene brought to life! Blessings, Robert!
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Robert Lindley
Date: 7/6/2023 6:56:00 AM
Thank you, my good friend. I have absolutely no memory of why I wrote this back then! I was going to the bars a lot then and maybe this came to me in a dream. God bless. 5

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