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I Hatched it float away over fragrant fields of hay Until it left the valley at the southern end. But to this day I revel in the Mend Of fantasy and ecstasy I've known For sixty years as mine and mine alone, I could not ride the wind Into the sky. Nor, like Pegasus take wing and flyj I could not touch a rainbow with my hand. But I could seei feel, and understand How beautiful our fields, sky, and land Can be in moments such as those, too rare, Though I Has very young. But I was there To see the silver, earth-bound cloud sweep by- Then look up to see a blue, cloudless sky! NOTE: I "moved, away" fron Sanpete twice, first in 1925, and again in 193^, after having returned to live there for more than three years between 1929 and 193^. Hence, I do not know whether the ground-cloud I have described is a. fairly common occurrence. I suspect it is not. -22- |
