Friday, December 24, 2021

George Starbuck

 


Fable for Blackboard

Here is the grackle, people. 
Here is the fox, folks. 
The grackle sits in the bracken. The fox  
hopes. 

Here are the fronds, friends, 
that cover the fox. 
The fronds get in a frenzy. The grackle  
looks. 

Here are the ticks, tykes,  
that live in the leaves, loves.  
The fox is confounded, 
and God is above.

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