(For Ancil)

He was old and weather beaten

that day we sat on his front porch

cowboy hat perched on his head

like a parrot on a pirate’s shoulder

with penetrating steel blue eyes

he looked deep into mine

imparting some words of wisdom

that shall never be forgotten

“When ya go out in the woods,” he said, “make sure you pull your socks up over your pants so the wood ticks don’t burrow under your skin and lay eggs. They carry disease and you can get some sick.”


Author: valo

I am a poet, writer and activist with a special interest in human rights for children and women as well as the elimination of poverty worldwide. If you read this today, feed someone locally for me will you? Drop off a non perishable food item at the food bank nearest you and consider yourself hugged. Thank you!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s