Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Nut Case

Each one sees what he carries in his heart

Atop the fence's
Corner post
A squirrel or maybe a crow 
Took lunch of a tasty pecan,
Snapped the nut meat neatly
From its wooden casing,
Left behind for us
The still green husk.
For interest's sake 
Not a poor trade on 
My day.

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