Connie Yost

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

Red Beaded Moccasins - Poem by Connie Yost

A long time ago
In her innocent teens
She wore red beaded moccasins
And tight fitting jeans.

She sang every song
Memorizing words
Now she leaves the singing
To the crickets and the birds.

She spends solitary evenings
Seeking comfort with her cat
And if she sings at all
The tune is always flat.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 11, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 12, 2014


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