after the kites were back in the trunk,
all buckled in and ready to go on home
Suddenly the decibels rose
to fever pitch, little girl pitch
a tiny little caterpillar had hitched a ride
from its perch in the grass in the park
we quickly pulled over, emptied
the poor creature from the car
Settled back in
readying to go on home
until more screams of terror
caused this time by a Little Green Beetle
sitting on the upholstery
of the car seat.
Oh to have country girls
at moments like these
June 23, 2007 22:05
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