CC Bloom Poet Free verse

The road is dry ahead

Pa grunted “we must get on”
sweating through his one good shirt

I don’t want to leave Wisconsin
I’ve named all the trees

Ma and me we were baptized in the pond

I don’t care about Kansas.  Pa says “we have to”

I saw a white-tailed deer and a beaver yesterday

The Northwoods will hide me. I hate Pa today.

I’ll hold Betsy all the way ‘til ma says
“Constance, let go!”

I won’t bounce around, minding ma, keeping still

I won’t darn another sock ever again!

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Kim Rodrigues June 1, 2026 at 8:52 AM Change is so hard. When we moved my daughter, who was in middle school, sat on the stairs of our new home and cried. So hard.