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Yesterday and Tomorrow

John C. McCornack
Yukon, Oklahoma

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Dill City

Yesterday and Tomorrow

As I watch the brilliant sun set
It is the most delightful sight
For it’s so post card perfect
As another day had taken flight

Old house with many memories
It gives me such a chill
Can a new one ever replace it?
A daunting task for it to fill

A crumbling tumbling barn
How sad it is to see
It too has many memories
That it brings a tear to me

And then I see a farm
That produces with a zest
But it’s really the old farm
That warms my heart the best

There are so many memories
Even though the old brings sorrow
I enjoy seeing the difference in
Yesterday and tomorrow!

Marilyn Lott © 2007- 51



Simple

TWILIGHT

In the twilight, slowing falling.
Is the shadows of the night.
As the sky turns to deep purple
Birds stop flying in the sky

They will gather in the tree tops
And they'll coo their lullabies
As the moonshine starts to gather
In the pretty western sky

There's a silhouette so stately
Of a windmill oh, so grand
Reaching towards the starlit heavens
Oh that windmill made by man

It has served the farmers dearly
Things can never be the same
When those windmills will be taken
And replaced with modern things

Here's a sight that should be taken
Held in memories, the sight
Of the vanes that keep on turning
In the stillness of the night.

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Dale

The World of Mom:

My mom taught me

The grass is always greener
on the other side of the fence,
but when you get over there
you find out it has to be mowed



Cordell

Washita County Courthouse

The World of Mom:

My mom taught me

Joy in one's heart
and some laughter on one's lips
is a sign that the person down
deep has a pretty good life



Elmer Taylor

The World of Mom:

My mom taught me

The stars make no noise



Grandpa’s barn

Remembering

Grandpa’s barn
refuses to yield
to father time.
Happy memories
keeps it standing
overlooking
Grandpa’s farm.

Grandpa’s memory
lives within
it's crumbling walls,
walls that once
heard laughter
and sounds from
contented farm
animals.

I stand quietly
recalling
when grandpa's barn
stood proud and tall,
also,
remembering my youth,
when I stood
a little taller too.

Ralph L. Clark ©



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