April 15th……….“IN YOUR LITTLE BOY DAYS, ON YOUR FARM NEAR KIESTER, MINNESOTA, WHAT WAS A TOY YOU YEARNED FOR AT CHRISTMAS BUT NEVER RECEIVED”?
POEM – “To Imbrue The View” by N. Elliott Noorlun
Christmas flew right by, For this little guy,
Santa’s bag just didn’t quite hold,
A View-Master toy, For this farm boy,
That could bring great joys untold!
In the days after Christmas, Dad pointed our car,
To take us to Albert Lea,
To visit our cousins, Experience their toys,
As their View-Master filled me with glee!!
While parents drank coffee, That smelled so fair,
With that beaned aroma, That filled the air,
I’d be cuddled near window, To get lots of light,
And insert a pic reel, With wonders of sight.
There was breathtaking scenery, And Disney, too,
As I clicked each reel, To bring them in view.
Their colors were vibrant, Each storyline great,
Such a childhood epiphany, I just couldn’t wait,
My cousins were patient, There in Albert Lea,
As they shared their View-Master, With little boy me.
Heck, even the adults, Enjoyed seeing us thrive,
With View-Master journeys, Those pics “came alive”!!! š
Norwegian Farmer's Son 