*Young Beagles walk disoriented in changing
winds , sixteen year olds are no different with the car keys
Competing odors , night lights tantalize in every direction ,
the road home combined with myriad , compelling -
alternatives
Food to the left , a deer to the right , a garbage can
dead ahead , aroma of chickens coming in from behind
Hanging out here , headed out there , always that guy
who's old enough to buy beer , the bar that will let anyone in
Keep one eye on your "pups" on breezy Friday nights ,
Lest they stray from the path by the light* ...
May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 9:59 PM UTC
*Young Beagles walk disoriented in changing
winds , sixteen year olds are no different with the car keys
Competing odors , night lights tantalize in every direction ,
the road home combined with myriad , compelling -
alternatives
Food to the left , a deer to the right , a garbage can
dead ahead , aroma of chickens coming in from behind
Hanging out here , headed out there , always that guy
who's old enough to buy beer , the bar that will let anyone in
Keep one eye on your "pups" on breezy Friday nights ,
Lest they stray from the path by the light* ...
Copyright May 9 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
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