yesterday's tennessee

Yesterday's Tennessee

MARTHA ELIZA SMITH

The Hamlett-Smith House

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atriarch of Hamlet Farm artifacts
where rainbows hang to dry.

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cres and acres of furrowed fields
that Betty and other mules laid by.

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ambling fences climb over the hills,
where old Dick runs; coat shiny as mahogany.

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eacakes in the warming closet…
the kettle's brewing red sassafras tea.

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arness hangs on a nail in the barn,
where hens lay eggs in straw nest,

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nd red-eye gravy and country ham waits
for home-made biscuits from Mother's Best.

   

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ars of the mules stiffen looking over the fence,
tired from the toils of the day.

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ight flickers from a kerosene lamp
while the cats chase each other in play.

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rish potatoes snuggle in the cellar now dark
waiting for the first fall of snow.

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ero temperatures may never arrive
for the hickory back-logs are all aglow.

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ll the family is bedded in feather beds;
in long-handles and outing flannel gowns,

   

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carlet are the memories of days of old
like the buggy rides into town.

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artha Eliza Smith dedicated her life
to this stairway of history to climb.

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magery painted on the canvas of years
every day is imprinted in her mind.

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his lady has tempered the mandates of time
she has pinned the stars on the blue!

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eaven has no favorites someone has said,
but Miss ‘Liza, look how perfect god made you!

   
 

by Juanita Sikes Canada  
Poet Laureate of Chester County  
July 15, 1988  



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