Treasure Island

Connie Yost

(5/27/38 / Reed City, Michigan)

A Buggy Ride


It's a beautiful day for a buggy-ride,
Much pleasantness dwells in the country side.
Has your bread cooled enough for dewberry jam?
Wrap some and come, see the beaver's new dam.

The amber-topped valley of which you're so fond,
And the white birch reflections on Shoemaker's Pond.
Though a wanderlust spirit is tuggin' at me,
Without you to share it, no beauty I'd see.

Your apron can wait right here in the kitchen,
Samantha is brushed and she's ready for hitchin'.
I hope you'll accept to sit close by my side,
It's a beautiful day for a buggy-ride!

Submitted: Monday, April 22, 2013
Edited: Friday, December 06, 2013

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  • Kelly Zion (4/22/2013 4:29:00 PM)

    Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful! I love the way it goes, I love the way it flows. Oh, I wish I had a horse and a Buggy Ride. And a big slice of Dewberry pie. What a sweet country poem. (Report) Reply

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