The threshing barn is stifling and hot..., by Andrey Kneller The threshing barn is stifling and hot, /
I laugh, but in my heart, I weep from spite. /
My old friend mumbles to me: “Jinx it not, /
Can’t you ...
We shelter from the sun in a threshing barn..., by Seraphina Powell We shelter from the sun in a threshing barn. /
It’s empty, offers shade, but it’s hot here too. /
I laugh while I cry in my heart for sheer frustrat...