Musings In A Treehouse Poem by Andy Wood
Musings In A Treehouse
On a high horse again,
Or is it just a hobby?
Where should we go -
After the moor?
What do you want?
A George cross?
The keys to the temple?
A piece of the action?
A piece of the jigsaw?
A peaceful distraction?
A smug mugfull of satisfaction?
Cause the vision that we saw
(that eyesore that we all saw)
Was from the top.
Will we always be
Hanging in the trees?
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4/25/2024 12:33:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I liked this one Andy, but look for the stuff that does not hurt your eyes. Bob