Long Ago and Far Away
In the pictures, I’m smiling,
My face deeply tanned,
Surrounded by friends
In a faraway land.
A summer in Israel,
Without any cares,
To spend meeting people
At work picking pears.
We woke at 4:30
And, after a meal,
We boarded the trucks;
Oh, that life did appeal!
So different from all
That I knew from before.
To sweat in the orchards
Felt not like a chore
But like an adventure,
To be there among
Others on their own journeys,
All carefree and young.
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