We loan them things.
They always return them.
They like to barter,
but sometimes we pay them for work.
I wish they could always live there,
but by winter they will be gone.
Some of them may get jobs.
Some will move into town
where they will live more like us.
until Spring returns
and they will want to be free again.
They make me want to be young,
but only in a different time.
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