Constance La France Poet Free verse

My Red Wagon

I had a red
wagon

when I was a
kid

it was scratched &
dented

rusting from the
rain

I took it with me
always

because I was a
collector

a collector of
things

things like rocks
pretty

a bird nest
fallen

and wildflower
dandelions

I filled my wagon
full

and brought home
things

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October 29, 2020


Poetry/Free Verse/my red wagon
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Written for the contest, COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE(35)
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 10/30/2020

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Jack Horne October 29, 2020 at 1:35 PM such lovely innocent nostalgia Constance La France October 29, 2020 at 5:17 PM Jack, thanks for visiting my poem and for the comment _Constance

Rama Balasubramanian October 29, 2020 at 10:58 AM Oh! So sweet. Enjoyed thoroughly. Childhood days are back in mind. Have a great day. Regards Rama Constance La France October 29, 2020 at 5:18 PM Rama, thanks for the visit and comment _Constance