On our twenty acres the back fence kept farmer Jones' turkeys on his place most of the time. Togo was the first dog I remember. He got old before I knew anywhere else besides home, school, church and cousins. Oh, there were trips to town shopping at Tipton's and a Christmas movie too.
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Friend at Nine
Cold nose, black
Red tongue panting
Togo, brown Chow friend
Sticks and creek and woods we run
Turkeys were too slow.
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Boy Dog Woods
Douglas fir bark
moss on black dirt
kid Fort Flint in Fishback's woods
Togo always with me.
© 2015 Ardi Keim
Thank you for sharing a journey into your childhood. Clearly descriptive! Well Done, Ardi.
ReplyDeleteThank you M. Never old. Always grows. (Creativity never grows old.)
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