June Crawford Sanders
Bio Note: I love to write, read, play piano, and travel. We are currently evacuated from the tragic Dixie Fire, but hope to go home soon.
California Okies: The Thirties
Aunt Belle told me that Eukie's boy wanted to quit school so she took him to the cotton patch to show him how to pick cotton Aunt Belle said Bob worked his way slowly down one very long hot back-breaking row, then back to where he'd begun took the cotton sack off his shoulder, threw it to the ground, and swore "I didn't plant the damn stuff and I don't intend to pick it!" Bob learned to deal cards in Vegas.
Birds of a Feather
Wild geese flew over my mountain today Honking farewell, they couldn't stay Premonition of snow in frosty weather V'ing south, free birds of a feather The message they left -- Don't dwell in sorrow Time there'll be for grief tomorrow Hold tight to joy before it goes My heart knows what the wild goose knows
©2021 June Crawford Sanders
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