Did you ever rise upon a frosty morning
To wend your way to the machinery shed,
To lean upon an unresponding tractor..
Without wishing you were in your cozy bed?
The farmer with a nice, warm barn to enter
With Big Babe and Foxy Lady waiting there,
Looks forward to the welcome they will give him,
This big and gentle, loving, living pair.
"For my daddy, who loved farming and his faithful horses and for whom machines were an aggravation."
By Joyce Johnson for contest "Short Poem, Please"
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