trailing vines
of muscadines
we picked them
in late summer

wild grapes in hand
barefoot and tanned
growing up
is such a bummer©

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hap (210 Poems)

Texan, former US Marine, Vietnam vet, retired carpenter, new to poetry and writing of any kind, but enjoying the freedom of expression. Hope you like what you read. Feedback, good or ill, is appreciated.

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