Murphys Hole Poem by jim foulk

Murphys Hole

Rating: 5.0


Murphy loves to lie
in holes that he has
dug for himself so well.

The comfort zone is
his well dugged out hole
when outside in the fresh air.

By the tree or by,
the side of the house
he is at home there
and so carefree.


(4-11-07)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
gone gone 11 April 2007

Jim a fine poem for your friend of 'tender head'......very sweet....AAAOOAHOOOAAAOOOO! ! Love, D.

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