.to The Woodshed With You Poem by Debora Short

Oh those naughty
Dippy Duck bills and
Baby bopper roos
Mischievous
Little ones
How is it
That you do not
Know
We walk as one
Together we hold
Each others hands
For freedom’s sweet breathe
Just
Irreverent
And disrespectful
Brats you be
Chattering
Nonsense
While
Your
Uncles,
Fathers and brothers
Walk the walk
With those
Mournful
Bagpipers
And grace-filled
Twin candles
Still dripping
Freedoms very love

(12 September,2006)