Dairy Farm Poems - Poems about Dairy Farm

...In the morning light, a milk bottle stands, A relic of bygone days, in my trembling hands. Embossed with nostalgia, a link to the past, From the dairy farm, where memories last. As a little gir......Read the rest...

...With her tiny tummy rumbling, she stood quaking in the wood that surrounded her dear father's dairy farm. The white, porcelain bowl and the silver spoon lay on the ground, along with her scrumptious ......Read the rest...

...Woodstock wild is what the musicians knew Plain dairy farm in New York, reservation due. I was too young, alas, or I would have been there. Loving the music, the ambiance, wild as old dog hair. ......Read the rest...

...His knowledge was his untapped wellspring, After 93 years of learning anew; He valued knowing something about everything, From construction & farming, to baseball & screws. Early in life, a d......Read the rest...

...A man from the "Land of the Midnight Sun," Where the fjords rose and the sky danced around. He set sail on a ship at sea, While a twinkling star bore the name "Sandra Jean." Although He had not......Read the rest...

...It was a hot summer It was a lonely summer. In many ways it was Really a sad summer. Mother with a new baby, Dad without a job, First summer in Connecticut, Far away from family, Far away f......Read the rest...

...In response to my question of, "What are you and Wilbur doing these days", Mary, who was 95, said, "We are taking old people to the doctor". I was amused and had to pause and think about that one and......Read the rest...

...I was driving down a dirt road in New York’s backcountry, upstate, when I came upon a dead-end near a small dairy farm, sedate. The farmer must have though me strange, and inquired if I was lost......Read the rest...

...I was raised in one of those white nationalist churches, passing itself off as a Christian evangelical Bible church, where "evangelical" meant fundamental and "fundamental" meant we did not interp......Read the rest...

...The rolling Greens seem so serene, forests pristine in sunlight’s sheen, tall, rounded peak, a rocky creek, a red-tail’s beak, rodents he seeks, an aged elm, rare in this realm, stands at th......Read the rest...

...WoodStock - Fifty Years Ago August 15-19, 2019 I knew nary a whit about rock n roll history soon to unfold August fifteen – eighteen ninety sixty nine mollycoddled, nestled, obliviously preoc......Read the rest...

...Family History by Edmund Siejka A sense of guilt Made him search the hall closet Until he found the old cardboard box. Opening it He stared At a handful of dusty photos. He remembered......Read the rest...

...She was a bookworm of the most finicky kind reading every day with a book always in reach at the thrifty store the books were all consigned she rebuffed discriminately with slow impeach and r......Read the rest...

...When I was growing up in Wisconsin, dairy farms were everywhere. It was always fun visiting my aunt and uncle's dairy farm, even though they put me to work. For many years the only bathroom they ha......Read the rest...

...A musical throng of 400,000 strong invaded a dairy farm in New York in 1969, which set fire to the 70’s; but there was no chance of me being there; I was a good girl, 17 years young; sheltered, n......Read the rest...