Cornucopia


Grampa told Gramma,
“That boy sat by me all day,
Listened to me talk.”
“Our grandson learns abundance:
Rich with stories of elders.”

©2013, Amaya Engleking

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3 comments

  1. ladynyo · March 20

    Love this! A lovely poem that has freshness and meaning. Abundance, indeed!

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