(for Uncle “Slicker”)
As a child, to me he was bigger than life
Miraculous things happened in the barn under his watch
kittens were born
milking machines rattled and swooshed.
Cows, their heads as big as dinosaurs
dumped interesting piles of steaming brown
and splattered gutters full of liquid yellow.
The farm was a special place
cared for by a special farmer. The hay was fragrant.
The fresh food, plentiful (Aunt Frances’ donuts, divine!)
He will always be remembered
by the land
by the herds
By the God, who watches over him now
in the barns and fruitful fields
of the eternal beyond.