thankful for what they had
they had a border collie
to keep the cows honest
barking enthusiastically
and always smiling
they had a rooster
occasionally unreliable when
rainy mornings drowned-
out cock-a-doodle-doos
they had silos and barns
and backyard sheds
wherein they protected
hopes and dreams
and amazing machinery
before suppertime they sat
in silence holding hands
thankful for what they had
praying for those who had not
august two thousand sixteen
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