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So Many Years Ago

By Art Klassen – Newton Siding, Man. To those of you raised on a farm so many years ago Will remember that things then were done a lot more slow. [continue…]

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Evening Magnificence

By Rebecca Carpenter – Courtenay, B.C. The moon was slowly rising to its throne up in the sky Casting its shimmering rays of light for every passerby Reflecting on the [continue…]

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Grader Man

By Annie Zamonsky – North Battleford, Sask. Was the 18th of January And all through the night My husband and I tossed and turned Oh, what a night Were we [continue…]

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Connected Together

By Kelli Smith (Submitted by her parents Fred & Thelma Kirtzinger of Creston, B.C.) Two little babies, born only miles apart. Connected together right from the start. Two families were [continue…]

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The Tensions of the Day

By Leo Hawes – Regina, Sask. You cannot gain a thing By throwing things away Or keeping locked inside The tensions of the day. Let it out and say your [continue…]

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The Value of Friends

By June Hudy – Paradise Hill, Sask. There is no way in this world We can measure the value of a friend; Because to say we can measure it Would [continue…]

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I’m Moving On

By Anne Lindgren – Camrose, Alta. Boxes invade my privacy… They probe and jab and point. I am surrounded by boxes That are full, empty and closed. Windows scream for [continue…]

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Vacant Farmhouse

By Janet Leclaire – Kelowna, B.C. The old vacant farmhouse With an aging, tired look All weathered and beaten Destroyed by the environment. The vacant house is still standing With [continue…]

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Chance Meeting

By Gladi McMurtry – Saskatoon, Sask. I met a man today, Whose wife died with dementia, He told me just how hard it was to see He wondered if her [continue…]

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Possibilities

By Frieda-Marie Elias – Swift Current, Sask. A diamond Mixed with dirt In a kimberlite Is shaken out –– It is washed It is cut It is ground It is [continue…]

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The Snorers Lament

By Les Plomp – Dryden, Ont. Now the story is told of two lady friends Who took a Fehr bus trip For a nice time to spend, To see some [continue…]

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Life Is Like That

By Ruth Arbour – Dryden, Ont. Sometimes we feel That time goes too slow or too fast And we know that good things Do not always last We all experience great [continue…]

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Little One

By Lillian (Rafuse) (Reisinger) Crowe – Berwyn, Alta. He was only known as “little one” As he faithfully worked from sun to sun, Trudging thru’ every kind of day, Carrying [continue…]

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Winter

By Donna Kucheraway – Mundare, Alta. Deep falling snow covered the long lane where the imprint of the sleigh had gone. Horse tracks cut deep into the snow. The pure [continue…]

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Footprints

By Bernice Douglas – Carnduff, Sask. Once upon a time When I was just a lad, I longed to be all grown up And work beside my dad. He had [continue…]

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God’s Precious Cherubs

By Theresa Brassard – Prince Albert, Sask. As you walk along the streets each day You see many kinds of people For some are short and some are tall And [continue…]

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Autumn Leaves

By Alder Cranton – Hanna, Alta. Pretty yellow leaves Playing in the sun How nice it is to leave our tree And join in Autumn fun So please Mr. Gardener Put your [continue…]

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Puppy

By John Klassen – Regina, Sask. The lovely brown eyes In that fluffy ball of fur, He must have come from heaven, That you know for sure. While he’s asleep, he’s [continue…]

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Concert At Kelvin School

By Arthur Klassen, Newton Siding, Man. South of Portage some 20 miles, Was the school called Kelvin, A place of learning for kids, A place for us a career to [continue…]