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Second Edition of " Love Is"



Love Is ---

that fuzzy feeling deep in the heart --- when he looks at her

drinking water out of the same old brown jug

stopping the combine --- so she can get on

letting her clean the beans out of the planter --- her way --- just because

helping her out of the grain truck --- because her legs are to short

a hotdog roast in the north 40 watching the sun go down

quietly eating --- dry rather crisp --- meatloaf --- because she can't cook

going with her to shut in the chickens --- because she is scared of the dark

setting together and not saying a word --- just remembering

setting the table for two --- hoping she gets home in time

throwing kisses through the air as he leaves on the tractor

holding her close and whispering "we'll be ok"

a grandchild's hand held safe in Grandpa's big callused one

leaving a patch of unmowed  brome because there is a turkey nest with five eggs

his strong farmer hand reaching for yours --- helping you walk across the stream on a log

when a tear silently slips from his farmer heart and slides down his cheek --- because she has found her happiness

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