Hands behind
little hands holding
the reins of the harness
the yoke of the draft horse
pulling them around
making the whirlpool
I hear them calling,
“Come on, Daddy;
come in the pool.”
a new meaning
known now to me;
them wanting the pack mule
July 13, 2010
All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 19,270+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
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