Childhood Deeds / Linconville, Maine 1957
In search of long lost orchards
where apple blossoms bloom;
an ole white ashen farmhouse
and corncrib-playhouse rooms.
Searching for the scent of pine
where lingering laughter lies,
for the summer days gone by
and seashells on the tide.
Hungering for spruce gum chaw
we dug from crooks of trees
for the tart and bittersweet
memories of childhood deeds.
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