On the north edge of the pasture, out where the fence separates one field from another, there stands a small guard there, the little black-jack, who brings himself up to protect this ground.
He has switched to his flaming red appearance, and actually awaits the coming spring with gratitude and breath held tightly.
He stands there straight . Looking at his appearance in the pond, giving the world and all that surround him the look of two, protecting the field and the water.
It can see that it is tough, making the best of life, preparing for his green leaves, his welcome of spring, and his growth among the living creatures.
Ralph Peck
Photo by
Sherri Stamps Davidson
Dewey, Oklahoma
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