February 20, 2019
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The Plowman
The Earnestness of the Plowman Robert Diamante I work hard every spring To redefine the lines between my lawn and the gravel drive, the sidewalk and the median that spans to the curb: lines blurred by the Plowman For every winter, after a long snowfall, The Plowman comes to “knock it all back." And every year I