Pa's Work

Pa worked with heavy harness

Sturdy rugged, rough.

As a young boy he learned

How to work

And to be tough.

But sometimes, to harness each big horse,

It took a clever mind...

Not brute strength to lift it high,

But a pulley Pa did find.

Upon the backs the leather laid,

A load of weight not born,

But just to buckle and to hitch;

Then drive the team,

Wagon too,

Out to gather corn.

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This is a poem taken from my poetry book, "Come Ride With Me".  It's almost ready to be published.  I want to let it cool a bit.  Look back over the work.  Rearrange just a few pictures and let a few people proof read it for me.