Trying to think up what to draw,
On a card for Fatherís Day,
You could hear the olí John Deere fire up,
From over a mile away!
I was a ten year old prisoner,
On a perfect summer day.
Trapped there in a classroom,
While my Dad was cutting hay!
I donít suppose that card survived,
But in my mindís eye itís still clear.
Itís my stick-man Dad,
Cutting hay with the olí John Deere
PS; A cowboy poetry book from Country Feeds in Barriere makes a great Fatherís Day gift!
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