Left Field

This is a poem about an elephant That is what

Mr. Fix-it has been on a spree of sorts -pop-up

we carried spoons and little forks and little napkins we

We ride bikes with people who carry their water on

One of my grown girls has listened to me talk

Don’t we all have rest of the stories. Sometimes we

Outside in the early morning, I heard what I thought

  Driving down the street I ran over what resembled

The garden is doing a bit better. Especially since last

I got this picture from one of my grown girls