Browns Summit. N.C. Poem by jackilton peachum
Browns Summit. N.C.
Browns Summit, N.C.
An old man of ample girth-
alone outdoors in March wind,
he holds to hat and cane, makes for chimney-end
--a lawn dappled by weak cold sunshine--
daffodils line his path, flowers white and yellow,
forsythia gold against green leaf--
his destination: a chair in a warm chimney-corner,
a place where wind won't intrude,
where one can dream and remember other springs.
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