One thought on “The Farm, The Ranch and the Sweeping Scythe

  1. Linda Fite

    Hi Neil, Dorsey knew I was a farm girl and sent me this poem, which I love. Flat brown dirt for miles around — no wonder I loved the spectacular sunrises and found the sunsets worth surviving for!


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