Monday, September 28, 2020

PAD 26 Poetic Bloomings cook out


Cookout Back Then

I’d love to have an old time wiener roast
like we had when I was a kid.
We started early hunting green sticks in the woods.
Building a place for the fire with stones all around.
Inviting the whole neighborhood.
Hotdogs, hamburgers, buns, condiments
Potato salad, macaroni salad, pickled eggs
Cookies, chips, maybe a pie or cake or two
Marshmallows which we’d burn black.
We’d play badminton and soft ball
Hide and seek and sardines.
Later, we’d bring out the guitar
and we’d sing all those old camp songs
until the fire smoldered and went out.

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