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This poem is delightful as we see what happens while at Grandpa's Farm.

It has some nice rhyming going on.

I imagine someone skipping along happily as the animals are tended.

This is just one of my favorite parts:
At my grandfather’s farm beneath the mountains green
I walked in the hayfields and waded in the cool stream.

*I lived on a farm once. Out back there were pigs. Near the front of the house was a billy goat, and further back was a dry creek bed and a rope hanging from a tree my brother use to jump on and swing back and forth. I only did it once though, after he called me "just a stupid little girl".


Good job on this lighthearted poem. Thanks for sharing.

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