I write to
Write like every
Animal breathes to
Live I discard
This piece or
That poem as
Quickly as dirty
Diapers but you
Oh you scoop
Them up keeping
Them knowing that
There are fortunes
To be read
In them every
Dreamer needs the
Cover of shade
Sometimes and you
Muenster are my
Big outstretched oak
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 