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Pallet on the Floor

Story ID:6178
Written by:Monte Leon Manka (bio, contact, other stories)
Organization:retired
Story type:Poem
Location:Hemet CA USA
Year:1930
Person:Lucky Chelsea Kansas Kid
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The Pallet on the floor

Every fall we’d travel
Down the highway
Headed for Missouri
In our "Olds Coupe"

Mom and Dad, Leslie and I
Eager to reach the apple trees
Near Aunt Gladys and Uncle Odie’s farm
Close to Ash Grove, Missouri.

Les and I soon tired
Of picking apples, doncha see
We were having fun running barefooted
Round, and round those apple trees.

When the baskets were full
We headed for the barn
To listen with eagerness
While Uncle Odie spun a yarn

The highlight of the trip
For Leslie and me
Was where we always slept
While visiting our Aunt Gladys in Missouri

We could hardly wait
Because near the Parlor door
Aunt Gladys and Mom
Fixed us a “pallet on the floor.”

We watched in anticipation
As Aunt Gladys opened a closet door
To get goose down filled comforters
Folded neatly for our “Pallet on the floor.”

Something else we thought
Kinda Neat
Two heated bricks
Wrapped in towels to warm our feet.

Those thick soft pillows
With cases that were placed with care
High on our pallet
Where they smelled of sweet fresh air.

About two seconds later
While snuggling oh so deep
In those down filled comforters
We dropped off to sleep.

Of all those old memories
With all this fancy decor
I have had the luxury of sleeping
“On a pallet on the floor.”

Monte L. Manka 07-13-10