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This is a story my Dad told me about my Grandpa. I may have the positions wrong but the story is supposed to be true.

RustyNTX

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Jake and Jim
By John L (Rusty) Smith

My grandpa was a sharecropper,
He lived on a sharecrop farm.
He worked in the fields most of his life,
Raised a family by the strength of his arm.

Most farmers work with a team of mules
Or horses to pull the plow.
Grandpa had only one of each
But they worked together anyhow.

Jake, the horse, worked on the right
Strong but getting on in years.
He was the leader of the team
Like those used by the pioneers.

Jim, the mule, was stronger still
And he worked on the left, you see
Providing the strength of the working team
Following Jake
 
Sounds like your family learned the values of hard work, and caring.

Fair winds

Micheal
 
n/t
 
It will be recited around campfires and family get togethers. Its hard to recite without choking up near the end! You really got a gift there John!
:clapping:
 
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