The smell of the freshly made bread
The churning of the sweet yellow butter
Canning pickles, tomatoes and peaches
Being there to help my sweet Grandmother.

Taking a bath on a warm Saturday night
Sunday we would be cleansed for the Lord
Eating popcorn popped over the fireplace
Being with my Grandparents who I adored.

Sitting out on the porch on a warm evening
Listening to Grandpa's favorite radio show
Chasing butterflies and big grasshoppers
And lightening bugs with their tails aglow.

Oh these are a few of the things I remember
Spending summer on my Grandparent's farm
Like the old tire swing that we played on
And running barefoot out on the cool lawn.

Sandy Edwards © 2005

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