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

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

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

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

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

Behind the lines

Childhood memories.

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