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Wisteria, ivy, and grape: they cling To the oak tree’s shaggy, craggy old bark And up it and down it themselves they fling Wandering paths with many a loop and arc Among wisteria, ivy, and grape Almost hidden highways, up to the sky That make green pilgrim roads for little folk For tiny bugs and ants, who cannot fly But in their journeys play and peek and poke Among wisteria, ivy, and grape The little creatures climb along leaf and limb - Oh, wouldn’t you like to be one of them! Among wisteria, ivy, and grape
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Jul 27, 2019
Jul 27, 2019 at 10:55 AM UTC
Wisteria, Ivy, and Grape - for the Children of summer
Wisteria, ivy, and grape: they cling To the oak tree’s shaggy, craggy old bark And up it and down it themselves they fling Wandering paths with many a loop and arc Among wisteria, ivy, and grape Almost hidden highways, up to the sky That make green pilgrim roads for little folk For tiny bugs and ants, who cannot fly But in their journeys play and peek and poke Among wisteria, ivy, and grape The little creatures climb along leaf and limb - Oh, wouldn’t you like to be one of them! Among wisteria, ivy, and grape
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is: Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel. Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: THE ROAD TO MAGDALENA, PALEO-HIPPIES AT WORK AND PLAY, LADY WITH A DEAD TURTLE, DON’T FORGET YOUR SHOES AND GRAPES, COFFEE AND A DEAD ALLIGATOR TO GO, and DISPATCHES FROM THE COLONIAL OFFICE.
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Jul 27, 2019
Jul 27, 2019 at 10:55 AM UTC
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