Autumn has arrived. Trees decked out in Joseph’s coat Reds, yellows, orange, rust, green And every hue in between. Leaves dancing and fluttering in the wind Drop to earth In a dizzy spin. This wonderful display Is short lived. Winters winds will soon move in, Earth takes on a Different glow With the arrival of [...]
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Memories of Summer
My brother J.O. Christianson left home at seventeen, went to Minneapolis. He went to St. Paul Farm school college for forty years and with the superintendent for thirty years. Was Knighted by the King of Sweden for starting the foreign student exchange. John had been out here at HOME, in Dakota, and head seen the [...]
FAST FREIGHT GOING HOME. Verse three.
“Tell the bunch around Market Street My face no more they’ll view; Tell them I’ve CAUGHT A FAST FREIGHT…… AND IM GOING STRAIGHT OH THROUGH! Tell them not to weep for me- NO TEARS IN THEIR EYES MUST LURK- For I am going to a BETTER LAND, Where they hate the word called WORK. HARK! [...]
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