Adventure

Adventure

Guarded by barbed wire and grazing cattle,
Growing hills of green gently slope toward
Adventure.

Glittering water reveals an old dock,
Giving fish and worms a place to bob in
Adventure.

Shoes run along streams sheltered by tall trees,
Sneaking among snakes to find kudzu vine
Adventure.

Secret hideouts named because they should be,
Support weary soles on their dangerous
Adventure.

Sunset soon whispers, “Dark shadows are near,”
Stomachs sell their shoes to chase more filling
Adventure.

Behind the lines

Childhood memories.

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