I want to thank a fellow scouter friend of mine for posting a picture and comment on a certain social networking web site about the recent flooding in our area of Northwest Ohio. Thanks Verl Dasher for sharing Brad Dysinger's post. Here goes, a work in progress...previously titled: A View of Thorn Bottom.
I read your post only moments ago
and took in a view of Thorn Bottom,
Where thaw took hold of winter only yesterday;
causing me to long for Spring.
But alas, days have only begun to stretch
beyond a solstice strain
where flurries return in short measure,
to invigorate warm fingers with pain.
Flood water invades plain
Where field number 2 once was
and thus there is no trace, no lane
to take me there again.
To church where we gather
There is no bridge of hope
no rails contain
are covered now from rain.
And I thought to myself
from memory of travel
How countryside far and wide
was so rudely affected.
These Northwest Ohio winters
How they have changed
From blizzard of “78”
To these el Niño’s I hate.
Now laughing as I gaze
upon a memory of sight
of fields overlooking lakes
and geese on ice skates.
D.A. Wittler 1/14/13
I read your post only moments ago
and took in a view of Thorn Bottom,
Where thaw took hold of winter only yesterday;
causing me to long for Spring.
But alas, days have only begun to stretch
beyond a solstice strain
where flurries return in short measure,
to invigorate warm fingers with pain.
Flood water invades plain
Where field number 2 once was
and thus there is no trace, no lane
to take me there again.
To church where we gather
There is no bridge of hope
no rails contain
are covered now from rain.
And I thought to myself
from memory of travel
How countryside far and wide
was so rudely affected.
These Northwest Ohio winters
How they have changed
From blizzard of “78”
To these el Niño’s I hate.
Now laughing as I gaze
upon a memory of sight
of fields overlooking lakes
and geese on ice skates.
D.A. Wittler 1/14/13
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