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Agri Cultured

by Ulyss Rubey

Milkin cows,
Pickin Cotton,
Early years not forgotten.

Fetchin water,
Feedin chickens,
Life was mighty slim pickins.

Shuckin corn,
Diggin taters,
Hoein weeds from the maters.

Sloppin hogs,
Fixin fences,
All before school commences.

Watchin cows n
Bulls in passion-
Learnin bout dogie fashion.

Years ago,
Where did time go,
No more rows to hoe.

10/07/2001

Posted on 10/07/2001
Copyright © 2021 Ulyss Rubey

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by JD Clay on 09/08/04 at 01:04 PM

Now that is a well-furrowed piece, Ulyss. The dust and blisters you've described, kinda makes yer back ache just by readin it. No such thing as urban sprawl back then, but those are all great lessons in life, eh! Pe4ce...

Posted by Mo Couts on 07/01/11 at 01:20 AM

Very cute! My Nana is a southern woman who grew up on a farm, so this made me think of many of the stories I've heard from her over the years.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/04/20 at 10:47 PM

Great poem Ulyss. Glad I finally caught up with it. Congrats on POTD.

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