POETRY
by David Campbell

Happiness is . . .

 

Happiness is ...
An old ragged pickup, and
a Fiest dog...
Not a liar at a squirrel tree.
A low maintenance wife,
pretty quilt, and a
rocking chair that squeaks.
A buck in the freezer,
rabbits in the garden,
potatoes under the porch,
butterbeans...bush,
that you don't have to stick,
tomatoes, a ripening,
an iron skillet, and
stone ground cornmeal.
A pack of soda crackers, and
a can of sardines.
Salted peanuts in a root beer.
Enough wood for the winter,
cut in July.
A clear radio station,
a tin roof,
a loose porch board, and
a job you don't go in to when it rains.

 

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