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For Walter and Clara THRESHING TIME REMEMBERED Threshing time was
An annual rite
Down on the farm
The threshing machine Would roll in
Early in the morn.
Neighborhood men Would come to help Pitch oat bundles in
The women came With aprons on To help in the kitchen
They had meat to roast Potatoes to boil
At noontime The men came in To eat and take a break
They washed up
And found a seat
At the kitchen table Where they ate Most hungrily As much as they were able.
Had eaten The women ate their fill Then hurried to wash
Pots and pans
They had work to do still
Just as they had finished With all the Kitchen cleanup
The men were Walking in the door
For it was time to sup
Then the next day
This was repeated At a neighboring farm Looking back On threshing days Fills me with memories warm.
Jan Lutz
copyright 2007 used by permission of author
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