The pile of pine burned with ferocity While fields of watermellon wore green in generosity
Jerimiah delivered rows of assiduous thoughts Fertilized in decisions made years ago
Margaret was from Huntsville , working on a divinity degree She was small , rode a bicycle , studying infinity Timid , not unlike a titmouse in spring Margaret had a sister named Judy
Jerimiah left for the mountains of Colorado He took only his last name Johnson He spent winters hibernating with the bears He learned to have no fear and grew a long beard
Tennennessee is in Alabama , just south of Huntsville
A snowslide almost buried Jerimiah
Margaret moved to North Carolina got married and that's all I know
Jerimiah made tracts in the snow . . . go He sat above the devide looking down Sometimes west when the sun went down But mostly east under the full moon Howling so forlornly the wolves cry
Margaret looks west every night Then sheds one tear