No spring,
Farmers are out,
Fields are being plowed,
Made it to eighty-three. Owing down now,
Now it’s eighty-one,
Rain predicted this weekend,
Northern Iowa is some kind of dry,
No leaves yet,
Shrubs are greening up,
I want to be farmi g fish in Wisconsin,
Successful with books,
Six thirty-nine Penny’s returning from Waterloo,
Miss seeing.her,