The house we live in for 10 years nowwas for sale because
the previous owner died.
He was a retired farmer,
he stopped farming some 20 years
before his departure.
In the barn and hayloft
were heaps of hay and straw left,
mostly pressed in bales.
A few weeks ago we cleared part of the barn
and under the bales we found older sheaves.
The last time I saw sheaves standing on fields
was when I was a small child.
This one, when turned over
showed a perfect round little hole.
The sheaf is still in the barn,
I couldn't throw it away
it looked so perfect.
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