Farmer's Daughter

The farmer’s daughter

Walked through the yard

As the chickens clucked

And the horses neighed

She walked right past

The hungry cows

And didn't glance

At the noisy sheep

There was one thing

On the girl's mind that day

As the farmer’s daughter

Wandered through the yard

As the chickens clucked

And the horses neighed

　

She squinted at

Though didn't really see

The John Deere Tractor

Shining in the sun

The ducks flapped their wings

Vying for her attention

She didn't notice

And continued walking

There was one thing

On the girl’s mind that day

As the farmer’s daughter

Strode through the yard

As the chickens clucked

And the horses neighed

　

　

The tears were starting

To gently roll

Down her cheeks

Dusted with freckles

There was no hand

To wipe them away

They were stuffed in the pockets

Of her ratty jeans

There was one thing

On the girl’s mind that day

As the farmer’s daughter

Trudged through the yard

As the chickens clucked

And the horses neighed

　

She pulled her hat

Lower on her face

And stopped in front

Of the fresh mound of dirt

Her eyes were blurred

And the stone unreadable

The ground was dark

Where the tears fell

There was one thing

One the girl’s mind that day

As the farmer’s daughter

Sat in the yard

As the chickens clucked

And the horses neighed

Author's Note

My first poem allowed to see the light of day.

Reviews

[Freeminded]

Ill use the two stars and a wish rating...
*I loved the repetition of the lines 'As the chickens clucked, And the horses neighed'
*I like the way that you don't tell the reader why the farmer's daughter is walking across the yard- and its not in your face the reason written at the end
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[kayBiE]

Its uhm ok bt gud

[Laura S.]

Love the repetition of the lines and the fact that what shes thinking about, remains anonymous. Well done :)

[Angelic Surrender]

Sad, but great write. Good job.

[Archia]

I love how you don't specifically tell what happens at the end, but still I know. I think the repetition of the chickenc clucking and horses neighing is good, it gives it more of a flow.

[Jay G.]

At first reading, I was a little bored with the repetition of "There was one thing..." HOWEVER on a second reading, I took pleasure in the subtle journey of the farmer's daughter; how she first wandered, almost lost, then strode with a purpose, then trudged with difficulty and finally sat, completing her humble road to mourning.

[Aella.lives]

I really enjoyed this piece, it leaves me wondering what was on her mind, but I don't mind the fact that at the end we don't know. It leaves us to wonder. Lovely.

[Libby McKeown]

It's elegant in its nonelegance. It's so simple. . .upon first reading this piece, most of us probably think that it's another one of those attempted stories where even the author is reaching past believability. But simple human sorrow is pure, and you painted and unadulterated picture. Thanks for that.

[hmm]

well written write.

[...]

So very nicely written, much enjoyed

[Stella]

Amazing poem! I love this poem! It's so beautifully written and I was surprised that an eighth grader had written this. Keep up the good work!