2d
Much better,
Once old enough to lift split alder
To grandfather’s truck bed,
We were taught to retreat
To deeper woods,
Sit hanging over mossy log,
To wipe with fresh plucked leaf.
But beware the nettle
And devil’s club.
Once old enough to lift split alder
To grandfather’s truck bed,
We were taught to retreat
To deeper woods,
Sit hanging over mossy log,
To wipe with fresh plucked leaf.
But beware the nettle
And devil’s club.
Last month my Library Poets Club chose toilets as the writing topic. Now that was a topic I could really sink my teeth into. Oh gross! Did I really say that? I really enjoyed being in the woods, working along side my grandfather who was much better company than my father.
