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[aid] => mick
[title] => DAYS OF YORE
[time] => 2011-11-17 13:35:49
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[bodytext] => Two hours before the sun came up, I’d be busy with my chores. And I knew that later after school, There would be so many more. The work at times was very hard, Fixing fence or pitching hay. And I even pulled a plow or two, Until the daylight burned away. My muscles often were very sore, Though my arms were like pure steel. But numbness settled in at times, So the pain I could not feel. And then an uncle I never knew, Said you must report today. I was freed from those awful chores, But sent so far away. Now I look back on those bygone days, And remembered those sweaty chores. Those really were what I’d call now, My good old days of yore! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 94 [topic] => 21 [informant] => robert_edgar_burns [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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