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When our neighbor bought our country estate
One where daddy had worked with his might
Cutting down trees to heat the house at night
Where we slept without fright in a peaceful state

A place where we grew a garden without blight
And cows grazed the green pasture gaining weight
Also there was plenty of food upon our plate
And I struggled to do my school work right

Day after day everything was great
One day mom saw my brother the inmate at first light
On the chain gang, and the guard wasn't polite
Mom sent me to give him smokes wrapped lightweight

I hate with this story thoughts of me you'll rewrite
Life hands out hard lessons, seems to culminate
Life goes on steered by ordinary fate
But at times there are lustrous crystals so bright

Back to the beginning, we sold our farm estate
Life lived in peaceful childhood now uptight
Teen years hit, my body, soul, spirit took flight
Our neighbor burned the house, my mind did berate

How could he burn down the house our delight
Even though he bought on the sly at cut rate
Not wanting my dad to know who took the bait
Gone ~ our home, land turned to turkey farm outright 

Based on some fact and some fiction...Life in a nutshell!
It was an old run down farm not an estate and we were poverty level only did not know it.

Contest: Enclosed Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Date written: March o3, 2019

Not sure about enclosed rhyme except that it is suppose to have this scheme: 
ABBA....I switched through out to keep it interesting..

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 3/23/2019 2:57:00 PM
WoW Sara. Another good story poem from your childhood. It's sad when you lose something you love. I loved living in the country and want so much to return before I'm too old to enjoy it. As for being poverty level and not knowing it I heard an old adage once I thought was great. "We are not poor. We just don't have any money." Love this. God Bless and congrats. JB
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Sara Kendrick
Date: 3/23/2019 6:26:00 PM
Judy, Thanks for dropping by. Your comments are filled with truths about life. Your presence at my work is uplifting. Sara
Date: 3/5/2019 10:34:00 AM
Congratulations Sara! Your poem earned a distinguished place in my contest. Due to the exacting rhyme requirements of this form, this contest was very tough to judge, well done my friend, Emile.
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Date: 3/5/2019 10:56:00 AM
Emile, Thanks for the honor of placing in your contest. I appreciate you reading it and thinking it was good enough to be in the winners' list. Sara
Date: 3/4/2019 7:00:00 PM
A lovely memory of your childhood; As kids we don't always know our family's situation. But good memories are friends that we have for life. The best memories make us rich; the worst make us worse than poor; of the two, I'd rather have the best memories. Lovely.
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Date: 3/5/2019 6:18:00 AM
M. L., Thanks for dropping by. We all have good memories and bad ones sometimes they are so intermingled that one can't separate them but we learn from the bad as well as the good. We should always go forward with the good ones to keep life on the positive side. Thanks for stopping by. Sara
Date: 3/3/2019 12:13:00 PM
A splendid write that kept me rapt to the end, Sara. A top winner for sure for the contest!
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Date: 3/3/2019 2:07:00 PM
Robert, Thanks for dropping by. I appreciate the time spent here. I am not sure it is a winner but who knows could be. Sara