|Adeline likes old-fashioned things:|
Dirt roads twisting through hand-tended fields;
Eggs from hens that strut across the yard;
Long wooden tables, faded, pocked, and scarred;
In steel containers, milk that butter yields;
Night unlit, that far-flung glory brings;
Ebullient day, that buzzes, chirps, and sings.
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