Friday, November 15, 2013

Poetry Friday: OLD MAN WOODSTOVE

Today feels like winter, so here's a poem from twelve-year-old Eva DeHart, from Eva of the Farm.

OLD MAN WOODSTOVE

Old Man Woodstove
chortles and snorts
belching heat
from his hot full belly
that steams wet mittens
hanging on hooks--
that steams the wet dog
snoring on the rug--
that steams wet me
bringing in more wood
from the snow
to stuff in his greedy belly
that keeps us warm
all winter long.

~Eva of the Farm
p 125

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for sharing this wonderful poem. I'm very anxious to read Eva of the Farm. :)

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