legacy ·10·13·08

October 13, 2008 by admin

October 13 gives me pause time to reflect and be
a beautiful weekend in maine working the woods
as if ten again working by dad’s side the sound of a chainsaw
forever reminding me of him salty sweat mosquito spray hugs
we cut down a dead tree whose rings numbered 110 all the way to 1898
what is it’s legacy what do we all leave behind but leaves
can’t believe it’s been 11 years feels like an eternity.