Guest's Poetry

This past weekend we had a guest who not only can write poetry, but went swimming in our swimming hole 6 times in 2 days!! I told him we have lived here 11 years and I have not been in, BUT, today I did-and it was wonderful-refreshing after several hours in the garden weeding, picking blueberries and dead heading.

The poetry below was written about the swimming hole.


NATURE'S DRILL

Gravel cycled in the rock
By water from the hill
Slowly, slowly round and round
Goes Mother Nature's drill.



MOTHER NATURE

How long did Mother take
To drill these holes in rock?
If only we could read the dial
On Mother Nature's clock.