“Sundown” by Karen O’Leary



Dakota dust clings
to dad’s sweaty skin.
We bring cold water
& ham sandwiches
to the men working
to get the crops planted.

Today they beat
the storm as steady
rain soaks the parched
soil, nourishing water
for the tiny seeds
they just tucked in.


Background for this Poem:

This poem is born of my growing up in rural Minnesota as a child that appreciated the opportunity to share in the farm life on vacations with my cousins. We brought the sandwiches out to those that were working in the fields. Rain was deeply appreciated when the crops were in. I’ve lived in North Dakota for most of my life as an adult. The rural life is a vital part of the Red River Valley.


Author Bio:

Karen O’Leary is a writer and editor from West Fargo, North Dakota. She has published poetry, short stories, and articles in a variety of venues including Frogpond, A Hundred Gourds, bear creek haiku, Shemom, Creative Inspirations and NeverEnding Story. She edited an international online journal called Whispers for 5 ½ years. She enjoys sharing the gift of words.


Find Karen’s Writing at:

Whispers journal


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