Living Like Thoreau
He lived in his own way with his own rule book
Thoreau needed only a bit of paper and a sharp pen
We admired his woods, his violets, his bubbly brook
Moving me to the country? Please tell me when.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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