Kindling The Well Poem by Johnnie Crockett
Kindling The Well
Within the well
A fire dwell
The fire must be kindled
Above the hay
The people lay
Away the day is dwindled
In the air
The birds will share
The sticks and limbs of trees
Above the sky
But not too high
The moon is covered in fleas
But down to earth
Within the hearth
A house is being shingled
Within the well
A fire dwell
The fire must be kindled
-Johnnie Crockett
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