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JIM PRENTICE
Brandon, Manitoba
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That Old 8N Ford

Now there's work on a farm
That can do a man harm,
If he works just by hand
To manage the land
And rest on the day of the Lord.

Then one fine day,
A machine came his way.
He could work all the dirt,
Without sufferin' hurt
The day he came home with that Ford.

It was quite a surprise,
For a tractor that size.
It could pull like a mule,
In itself a fine tool,
The day he came home with that Ford.

"My 8N" he'd say,
It showed me the way.
It pulled that old plow
Like it really knew how,
The day he came home with that Ford.

It hauled that old harrow
Like an empty wheel barrow,
An' ripped out them weeds
Afore they spread seeds.
The day he came home with that Ford.

Now there's more to this story
Than a Ford in its glory,
'Cuz that tractor you see,
Was even older than me.
The day he came home with that Ford.

He paid with the money
He made sellin' honey.
And the rust on that tractor
Just wasn't a factor,
The day he came home with that Ford.

It had cylinders, four,
With no need for more.
And it put out the power
For hour on hour.
The day he came home with that Ford.

He sanded it clean,
That old rusty machine,
Then with paint, red and grey,
The years fell away.
The day he came home with that Ford.

Then he gave it to me,
As a present you see,
And I felt the pride,
He felt, that first ride.
The day he came home with that Ford.

Its been sixty years,
Since all of his fears
Dried up in a flash
As he laid down the cash.
The day he came home with that Ford.

Now he's dead and gone,
Yet that tractor runs on.
It gives us a hand
To manage the land,
And rest, on the day of the Lord.

2006, Jim Prentice
This poem may not be reprinted or reposted without the author's written permission.

 

Jim told us that this poem "is about an old 1947 Ford tractor that I own and still use around our 11.5 acre 'farm.'" and shared this photo:
 

 

 

 


About Jim Prentice:

Having been moderately successful in photo/journalism, children's adventure books and advertorials, cowboy poetry is a new area for me.
Several years ago I attended a cowboy poetry weekend at Wickenburg, Arizona, while "snowbirding" for the winter in the desert nearby.
I was so impressed with those artists that I just had to give it a try. I have since written a number of similar pieces. My goal and my dream is to stand before a group of my peers and present myself in person.

I am still happily hitched to my bride of 48 years. We have 2 girls who have presented us with 4 grandchildren and 7 great grandchildren. I can state proudly that I am a Canadian Army Veteran and I support our boys overseas wherever they may be.
 

 

 

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