August 9th………..“CAN YOU TELL US, GRANDPA, IN THE EVENINGS, ON YOUR FARM NEAR KIESTER, MINNESOTA, WAS IT USUALLY PEACEFUL IN THE BARN AND FARM YARD AS YOU SHUT OFF LIGHTS AND HEADED FOR YOUR HOUSE”??
POEM – “A Barn Goodnight” by N. Elliott Noorlun
The moon is glowing,
The chores are done,
Tis the nighttime now,
After setting sun.
The cows are lowing,
We hear rustling of straw,
As our bovine “family”,
With nary a flaw,
Settle to slumber,
As Dad turns out the light,
Another day on the land,
Ends with delight.
As we walk towards the house,
Mourning Doves sing our way,
We rejoice for this farm,
Blessed with another day.
Norwegian Farmer's Son 