A Tire Swing Outside Of Old St Jo

Poem By Blue Dragonfly

Just outside of the old historical town of St Joseph, Missouri
T'was in the late nineteen fourties, old farm house, laid back, no hurry
A day in June or perhaps it was July
Lush geen grass, white puffy clouds, endless blue sky
June bugs tied to a string
Down in the hollow Katydids sing
Squirrels barking and flipping their tails
Over in the meadow a covey of quails
Tire hanging from the old Oak tree
Kids pushing eachother out as far as could be
Creek below was clear with fish and other things
Butterflies, hollyhocks, wildflowers much else memory brings
Sounds of laughter and giggling and a hawk cruising the air
Not hard to imagine that again I am there

Comments about A Tire Swing Outside Of Old St Jo

Beautiful..............it brought some nostalgic memories...very nice

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