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Nature

By Viola (Redmann) Schottenbauer – Pierson, Man. I wandered in a tiny vale, Where stately elm trees grew, Where swallows singing in the trees Showed up against the blue. Beneath [continue…]

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New Beginnings

By Gladi McMurtry – Saskatoon, Sask. Spring is around the corner. I look out the windows at my garden with the left over look of last year. I see old dead [continue…]

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Springtime

By Lillie Randa – Kelowna, B.C. Soon nature will awaken all around And the plants and grass will then start to grow As the moisture and sun will warm the [continue…]

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The Old Country Store

By Tena Ens, Warman, Sask. Recall the old country store, With the rough, pine board floor? Penny candies in colourful jars, Crackerjack and liquorice bars. Pickles and crackers in barrels [continue…]

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Keep Looking Up

By Hazel Miskew, Viking, Alta. Never a cloudy day But the sunshine will follow, Never a shattered plan But a solution comes tomorrow. Never a windy hillside But the other [continue…]

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Japan In Crisis

By Lawrence Zelionka, Redvers, Sask. Japan has very nearly been destroyed, By an event they could not avoid. A disastrous nine point two earthquake, That caused the entire country to [continue…]

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A Farmer’s Dream

By Lloyd Johnson, Penticton, B.C. Now the other night I had a nightmare, I had the most horrible dream. See, I dreamt my range flooded over And my calves got all [continue…]

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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…]