Remember the Days

I remember life on the farm

as having a bucolic charm.

It was rustic and all of that

but keep this under your hat:

We had to avoid bullshit

and try not to step in it.

It was squishy between our toes

and it irritated our nose.

The natural beauty we found

was accompanied by much sound.

Roosters were trained to let us know

it was time to get up and go.

We were soaked in our own sweat.

Rusty or rustic? We forget.

Walt Abbott 4-23-2012