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A.N. Still a work in progress; any helpful guidance is appreciated.
Along a weedy path I walked
across the Dakota prairie,
the sky overcast with yesterday’s rain.
Just enough sunlight to cast a shadow;
just enough sunshine to remember
the hot sand and surf of distant shores.
I ambled along, through a line of trees
planted there by prairie winds,
now pacing their slow march to glory.
At path’s end, a barn leaning
with the quiet grace of antiquity,
as old and as ageless as her country.
And there, five graves mark
the sum total of spent lives,
nameless but to a walking traveler.
Just enough humanity to cast a shadow;
to know their Dakota
and understand why they came.
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The worst thing in the world is the homesickness that comes over a man occasionally when he is at home.
- E. W. Howe
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