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Farm Poem 24
My grandmother,A nurse by training,Attended my pneumonia-Stricken grandfatherIn the Winchester, VirginiaHospital, waitingUntil he was able toSit upright without coughingBefore marrying him.She was also a nudist,A fact which—Like for most of us—Probably titillatedThen soon became routineTo my no-nonsenseGrandfather, up to his elbows In tractor grease,Split knuckles,The dust of the dayNursed awayBy the clothedEqually well as