Heaven didn’t want the maiming boy
Ambling away from the Pearly Gates
Underneath the Earth, another was watching
Netherworld needing another soul
To hunt and gather missing children
Ignorant of their awful plight
Never to walk the grass again
Goodnight
Photo by See-ming Lee æŽæ€æ˜Ž SML
Rod in hand, I went to the lake, To fish for trout with my dog Jake. I cast my line, it went plop-plop. We waited for nature’s wat’ry crop.
The Cessna’s wings clipped the tops off several jack pine as it thundered through the brush on its way down. When it finally slammed to a stop, Gus unbuckled...
Every shot taken draws the forest closer.
