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Yielding the Yams

Harvest yielding The orange flesh of The tubular yams Blushing cherry-red The blue oxen Pulling the Farmer's plow When we spotted The early bend In the road and The quiet noise Listening to Something else Bound for home

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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