Ohio My Home
Ohio My Home
Ohio my childhood home
A simpler life
An innocent time
A place where corn fields go on for miles and miles
The fields wave and sway beckoning you
To make secret forts in their midst
Our original corn maze
In there we eat cow corn
Never thinking to ask
Was it fresh or clean?
It was organic at its best
Playing in the water down at the “crick”
No such worries of a chemical spill
No one got sick
No parents around
Nobody drowned
Tornadoes come by
What a scary thrill
Mother Nature at her worst
Toppling trees each way
Providing us a strange place to play
In between the branches
We made our mansions
Safe maybe not...
But we played anyway
Far from the city lights
We spend our nights
Watching natural sights
UFO’S hovering over
Tall trees in the front yard
In an eerie alien fog
Fireflies glowing looking for love
The tree frogs are singing out for a mate
Mother raccoons bring their young from the nest
As skunks delight us with their odorous best
All under the Moons sight
As I close my eyes I can see
Ohio my memory home
(Yes there were UFO's)
Pat LeDuc
February 9, 2018
Copyright © Patricia Leduc | Year Posted 2018
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