October 2021
June Crawford Sanders
juneinca@aol.com
Bio Note: I love to write, read, play piano, and travel. We are currently evacuated from the tragic Dixie Fire, but hope to go home soon.

California Okies: The Thirties

Aunt Belle told me
that Eukie's boy
wanted to quit school
 
so she took him to
the cotton patch to show
him how to pick cotton
 
Aunt Belle said Bob worked his way slowly down one very long hot back-breaking row, then back to where he'd begun
 
took the cotton sack
off his shoulder, threw
it to the ground, and swore
 
"I didn't plant the damn stuff
and I don't intend to pick it!"

Bob learned to deal cards in Vegas.

Birds of a Feather

Wild geese flew over my mountain today
Honking farewell, they couldn't stay
Premonition of snow in frosty weather
V'ing south, free birds of a feather
The message they left -- Don't dwell in sorrow
Time there'll be for grief tomorrow
Hold tight to joy before it goes 
My heart knows what the wild goose knows
©2021 June Crawford Sanders
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