Finally Old Enough For the Hay
Her little brother was finally given permission to jump into hay bales.
Laura had been waiting four years for this moment!
She took Tommy’s hand and they ran to the hill with the straw.
They took a flying leap giggling all the way down.
This is why we live in Iowa, on a farm, she told him.
She remembered doing this with an older cousin.
Tommy wanted to do it over and over and over, of course.
She understood, remembering when she was four.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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