The count’s in! And, as of today, the record shows 800 followers to “My True Sentence.” Happy to see that! Now then, it’s time to arrange for the give-away of a copy of my book, “Call of the Cadron.” This is a story of college graduate, Jordan Diane Maxey who puts aside her dreams to help her family run the farm, their livelihood, when her father becomes crippled. This 200-page novel combines romance, adventure and mystery. The book’s cover was painted by my sister, Yvonne Hall, an accomplished artist who lives in California.
But first, I want to share this award-winning poem of how things were here in the Ozarks in the severe drought of 1980. Sometimes laughter helps pave our way through bad times.
When summer drought was choking earth with dust,
our yard became a dry and parched terrain.
My husband sat and fumed in mild disgust
and wished each day a thousand times for rain.
“Why don’t you turn the sprinkler on?” I said.
“Because I can’t afford such great expense,”
he groaned and looked for storm clouds overhead
and wished a gully washer would commence.
Then thunder boomed; a streak of lightning popped
and rain came rushing down from clouds of gray.
“Wasn’t that nice?” I asked, when it had stopped.
His only words: “It washed my soil away!”
c Copyright, 2012, Freeda Baker Nichols