A Muddy DilemmaA Poem by Ken e BujoldA boy in rubber boots sinking quick into the mire of an April mud hole, mother’s warning to steer clear from temptation falling on his deaf ear … Watching him calculate his options, I return to a similar dilemma, fifty some years before. When he notices me, the grin is all I need to remember: once a boy … what’s a boot to a foot if it’s still out growing its yard? Ken e Bujold
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4 Reviews Added on August 12, 2023 Last Updated on August 12, 2023 AuthorKen e BujoldSomewhere in Ontario, CanadaAboutWriters write, it's what we do. Fish swim, woodpeckers peck... writers scribble (inside and outside the lines). more..Writing
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