Kite runs free. Gopher Field.

 



We know this field 

Back of the Campus. 
Our kids have named it 
Gopher Field. 
Summer climes. 
Time on their hands. 


Mom and the two would venture. 
And from the rise at the south 
Their creation could be launched. 
With little running. 
Coaxing. 
Westerly Wind said 
Oh, you wish? 
Gophers erect and cheering 
With glistening eyes. 
Inches from each hole.

Edgy always by instinct.



The flight denying the Earth 
Filled with mirth. 
And jerking of times 
At heights sublime.

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