Slip sliding away
John Clare Stokes
What do you think?
I think I see Earnest
And there's Ethel Marie
Over in the shade
I hear that snuff hitting
The Folger’s coffee can
The snap of field acre peas
Hitting the galvanized pail
Outhouse aromas wafting past
Sure hope that east breeze
Don't shift our
Homewood Lazing
Bringing in them
Pea Ridge yellow flies
My how the times slide by
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