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GRANDMA REMEMBERS SUMMERS Melba S. Payne Provo, Utah Professional Division Honorable Mention #1 Poetry She remembers the mountains, granite-high, Like sentinals above her town. "On the Mountains" was a phrase familiar Riding or hiking, up or down. The dugway was rough, rocky, and steep, So teams of horses plodding slow, Permitted the children to gather wild flowers Then climb back in the wagon while still on the go. She remembers the tollgate by the creek, The Beaver Dam, and the dairy too, The shivering aspens, the smell of the pines, The splashes of color, fresh and new. She bottle-fed the "Starvie Lambs" Sheepherder friends brought home each lambing spring, And listened for the "Peep Peep" in warm brown egg, Watched a "calf a-borning," another magic thing. She drove the cows to the creek to drink, The most unhurried job a girl could do, And followed bovine footprints in the dust, Or sometimes kicked a can for a block or two. She coaxed the mare into a lope Out west of town where the cattails blow, Where the Sanpitch flows and the fishes are, To the willowed shade, where she liked to go. While grandma remembers, she like to describe Her country summers from spring to fall. You see, in the telling, she lives again The many things she can still recall. ALWAYS HORSESHOE MOUNTAIN Pearl M. Olsen Salt Lake City, Utah Professional Division Honorable Mention #2 Poetry For centuries The mountain stood in sculptured mold -40- |
