Troft Poems - Poems about Troft

...had the west side kicked out. By an "ornery" old mule, that was somewhere out and about. There ain't much left now, of its tack room and loft. Today it's a real chore, to keep water in that old "troft". That sweet water cistern "yonder", well, it fed off the house. But you can see for yourself, It's "drier na" mouse. Those three white markers, on the hill near the tree. That's wife ......Read the rest...

...A furry little caterpillar Crawled onto my knee He turned into a butterfly And landed in a tree Beside him was a humming bird Sucking pollen from a rose When down fell an inchwo......Read the rest...