Robert L. Hinshaw Poet Rhyme

Springtime In Wayne County Indiana

'Tis glorious springtime agin in Wayne County, Indiana!
(Never mind that a blizzard jes' blew in frum Montana!)
Folks wuz beginnin' to till their gardens to plant pertaters,
And wuz bustin' clods to set out plants uv beefsteak termaters!

Guys is tinkerin' with their mowers though they run in fits and starts.
Shucks! They cain't use 'em nohow till the snow and ice departs!
Folks'll swat at muskeeters searchin' fer elusive morel mushrooms.
All these pesky things will be forgotten if'n ever the peonies blooms!

Cardinals and robins returnin' home by the snow is confused.
Them hearty "snowbirds" comin' back from Floriday ain't amused!
But all too soon they'll face the stiflin' humidity and heat.
Come this October they'll return to their Dixie Land retreat!

Farmers is tunin' John Deeres to plow but the ground is froze.
They cain't even rely on the Farmer's Almanac, heaven knows!
Jes' when the apple, peach and mulberry trees wuz all abloom,
Along came the springtime freeze and, alas, they met their doom!

Another thing that has some Hoosier folks in a terrible snit,
Is the change to daylight savin's time but they'll git over it.
The good folks of Wayne County have jes' one simple request:
"Montana! We'd be obliged if'n you kept yer weather way out west!"

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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David Byrne June 23, 2010 at 6:19 PM very well written!

Carrie Richards June 22, 2010 at 7:36 PM You have a wealth of wonderful poetry, Robert....and make me want to see the land through your eyes. Another, country poem, just delightful to read!! :) Love, Carrie

Ralph Taylor June 22, 2010 at 3:05 PM Excellent write, Bob. Really enjoyed this one. Best to you guys. Una/Ralph

Poet Destroyer A June 22, 2010 at 12:07 PM Of course an enjoyment, what a pleasure of smiles Bob H., enjoyed . Have yourself a wonderfullllllllll one,..p.d.

Marycile Beer June 22, 2010 at 10:25 AM A gret un, Bob. I never thought of it but I bet they do get bad weather. Your poem brings to mind my days in the yard. When Billy retired I quit the yard so he could have some fun. Lots of memories in this poem. Another bit of history my dad's family, Pinaire, was from French Town or something like that. I was there once, I was three. The reason I remember it is we went to the St Louis Zoo on the way home. Thanks for all the kind comments you have made on my poems, God Bless, Cile