| |  Recently my daughter, Valerie (aka "murisopsis") posted a poem which triggered a memory of my own little poem on the same subject which I had written in my journal way back in 1981!
A lot of things change over several decades, but those Hoosier cornfields will stay the same forever I hope. So here's my little poem....and by the way, Val had never seen mine or been influenced by it since I never shared my journal with her. In 1981 she had graduated from college and was working and living three hours away. But as the sayings go: "Great minds think [or is it work?] alike" and "Like mother like daughter." Very groanable, so you have my permission to groan. November Soldiers The November cornstalks stand Like rows of tattered old soldiers Their faded battle ribbons waving in the breeze And too tired to stand at attention much longer. |
| | Posted 11/2/2009 8:59 PM - 29 Views - 16 eProps - 12 comments
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