Cindy posted a condolence
Wednesday, February 22, 2023
When I Was But a Kid
I used to run about the farm and laugh at things I did.
I did those stunts that caused alarm, when I was but a kid.
I'd chase the cat and pull her tail; such naughty things I did
How loudly would I screech and wail while in the barn I hid.
My Pa would catch me by the pants and tell me he forbid.
But I would listen to his chants when I was but a kid.
I'd climb the trees, torment the dog, and in the mud I'd skid.
Unstack the firewood log by log and hide it under lid.
That time is past, those days are done, my yearns now at their mid.
But how I chuckle at the fun when I was but a kid.
A poem Mom wrote in high school and edited it later in life. She loved growing up on the farm and always talked about it.
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