Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Prairie Life in Miller, S. Dakota
On a South Dakota Prairie,
I survived the harshest weather;
Frostbite and windchill factors;
The horizon infinite, white, forever.
We drank in the same grain fields,
Fermented to make our brew...
Where buffalo once stampeded
Pursued by hunting Sioux.
I thought for a fleeting second,
The Dakota lifestyle could be mine,
Seagrams' poured for one full hour,
Inside that broken down combine.
You were a legend Charlie Miller,
The prairie's one female crop duster...
Main cog in her same-name town;
An agricultural pest ball-buster.