Andrea Dietrich Poet Couplet

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Lived on this farm in my 5th year, when my mom returned to Iowa with FOUR girls(the fourth one still in her tummy!) after having divorced my father back in Wa state. My grandparents were both deceased by the end of the 80's. The farm got sold years ago and does not resemble the same place any more! Such treasured memories from that farm.

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On Grandpa's Farm

On Grandpa’s farm we rose to summer’s light,
then stayed outside – sometimes till dark of night.

There was a gated big front yard and tree
and hollyhocks, so pretty, growing free.

Behind the house there was a tool shed and
some old machines with which to till the land.

Unused were they, and I recall one day
we sat on one of them while at our play.

A swarm of bees rose up. I swear they chased
us unrelentingly as home we raced!

Except for that one incident, our days
were wonderful! On soft grass we would laze.

There was a lane that we’d go walking down.
It led to an old road, which led to town.

We picked soft pussywillows  on that lane.
Raspberries too – which gave our grins a stain!

Long gone is Grandpa’s farm where we once stayed
and Grandpa too. . . but feelings never fade.

An oldie for Janice Canerdy's Rhyming Couplets Poetry Contest 

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Jeanne Mcgee June 1, 2021 at 7:42 PM sounds so idyllic...congrats on your win.

Eve Roper May 27, 2021 at 9:18 PM Great imagery and feelings , Andrea, good memories. Congratulations in Janice Canerdy's couplets contest.

Sam Kauffman May 26, 2021 at 11:11 AM Another win for this delightful memoir poem, Andrea. Congratulations! Memories of your grandfather's farm reminds me of summers spent at my grandparents summer house. Thanks for the memories!

Janice Canerdy May 25, 2021 at 10:35 PM A big CONGRATS on your win in my contest, Andrea. Thanks for entering! Janice

Edward Snyder May 30, 2020 at 3:20 PM Nice Andrea

Paula Goldsmith May 8, 2020 at 3:47 PM Congratulations on your win. Good memories are the best. I love where you say, "but feelings never fade." So very true. Have a wonderful weekend and enjoy your win.....

Gideon Idudje May 8, 2020 at 3:32 PM This memories Surely Linger Longer Bravo Andrea

Lonna Blodgett May 8, 2020 at 9:40 AM What a wonderful memory Andrea. Loved your perspective on this, written through a child’s memory so well I heard your voice speaking the words!

Lindsay Laurie May 8, 2020 at 1:35 AM Hello Andrea … nostalgia is so heart warming but sad when so called progress steamrolls a world no longer understood - thank you Andrea - Lindsay

Gregory Richard Barden May 5, 2020 at 11:16 PM Best wishes and congrats for your win in Dear Heart's contest, Andrea - I hope you and yours are staying safe and sound. Blessings and keep up the great writing, My Friend! :o) <3

Constance La France May 5, 2020 at 7:05 PM Andrea, excellent, congratulations on your win in my contest. I enjoyed your poem so much, it brought back memories of my grandfathers farm_ Constance

Jennifer Proxenos May 5, 2020 at 11:05 AM Congratulations Andrea on your excellent wonderful win in Dear Heart's contest. A Beautiful poem, our stained smiles in Africa are Mulberry smiles. Well penned my friend, Blessings, Jennifer.

Howard Kerr May 5, 2020 at 6:05 AM Congratulations Andrea. On your medal winning contest entry. This compelling work would come first in any competition. A delightful masterpiece with divine imagery and narrative. Howard

Gideon Idudje May 5, 2020 at 1:36 AM Some memories linger longer This is one Of such Goes In My Fav Right away it plastered on me

Reason A. Poteet May 4, 2020 at 4:35 PM Haven't though of hollyhocks in years. We had plenty as I was growing up. Your piece reminds me of going to my aunt's farm. A grand read with so much familiarity. Congrats, Andrea.

Eve Roper May 4, 2020 at 10:50 AM Congratulations on your 1st place win in Dear Heart’s contest, Andrea, nice memories. Hugs Eve

John Watt May 4, 2020 at 10:16 AM So charming, nostalgic and bucolic. Definitely a page in the scrapbook of your life. Brings to mind my grandma's home in Oregon. Loved the stained raspberry smiles... for us it was blackberries. Well done and a big congrats on your win! Hugs ~ John

Caren Krutsinger May 4, 2020 at 6:24 AM So glad you outran those bees! The days of running on a farm! Nothing like it, especially in Iowa! Great memories this brought back to me Andrea.

Janice Canerdy May 3, 2020 at 2:40 PM Such a beautiful poem, Andrea--nostalgia at its very BEST. Janice

Warren Mbaht May 3, 2020 at 2:07 AM Some bright spark did author a quote. Only things that stay the same never change, or the other way around. The meaning is the same. There is no way I will never return to the areas of my childhood, progress has obliterated all I knew. Later on in my youth on cattle stations in North Queensland as a stockman, all is still the same, except for the bikes instead of horses. 60 years later, many of the people are still alive. Friendship.

Warren Mbaht May 3, 2020 at 2:01 AM A beautiful poem Andrea, rhyming and flowing, right up my street. Wonderful.

Gideon Foli May 2, 2020 at 8:37 PM Unforgettable memories mingling with yesterday's experience like rain drops falling into a river. A very touching piece of poetry Andrea. You have such a beautiful heart my friend. Love and hugs.

Gordon Mcconnell May 2, 2020 at 5:30 PM Such a lovely tale of sweet memories in the country Andrea, makes me remember too of childhood growing in the Scottish countryside where my dad worked on a farm such freedom then enjoyed. Thanks for bringing back my memories too. Keep safe and well , Blessings,Gordon

Timothy Hicks May 2, 2020 at 1:04 PM Ahhh the serene country scene ... what a wonderful playground it is for little kids. So much magic. I loved this one. While I never grew up on a farm, my grandma certainly had her share of wonderful plants in the backyard: three apple trees, three gooseberry bushes, plum trees, grave-vines and blackberry bushes. Now that old homestead is sold and the current resident brought it all down to just bare dirt (at least the memories of it are sweet and alive). PS. surprised that plant wasn't censored!

Richard Lamoureux May 2, 2020 at 9:26 AM I loved my Grand parents farm. I wish we had spent more time there. This piece brought a smile to my face. Hugs Rick.

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