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Untitled poem by Sandra Justice of Greeley, CO (Sandra's Bio) Sing high, sing low; Gone is the snow. Bring on the rhubarb And pastry dough. Nutmeg, a pinch, Sugar a cup, Strawberries too Sweeten it up. Fruity, juicy, Tangy bliss — Who could wish For more than this? Mama's tonic Dad's delight, I could eat it Every night. I live up north. The reason why? I gotta have My rhubarb pie. I only hope That when I die Someone's above Baking rhubarb pie. Sing out, my dear, Raise a cheer. 'Cause spring has come, And rhubarb's here.  About the author: 
As an exiled southeastern South Dakota Lutheran, I currently live in Greeley, Colorado and am a single mom in my extremely late 30's. As a child, my family lived in a variety of tiny towns, most of which lacked a library, pool or doctor. Back then, medical attention usually consisted of a cold wash cloth and a stern, "You'll live." My English Major Mother taught elementary school in several of those small towns and in what little spare time she had, wrote poetry. That hardy upbringing, sprinkled with inspiration and insight, led me to be, at various times, a member of the US Air Force, a police officer, an EMT, and a mom armed with a cold wash cloth. I currently work at one of the high-tech industries in Fort Collins, Colorado and am spending every spare minute planning, as I do every spring, the most ambitious garden yet.
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