Bundle of Sticks
CCC#33
Bundles of sticks lay on the forest floor
Thinking to myself,
What a score!
Baskets I could make and
I would with no mistake
Carry them back to my cabin,
I put them in my wagon
Suddenly I stopped
and thought
Someone made these bundles
and then I heard a rumble
I put them back quick
thinking I was slick
I grabbed the wagons handle
This walk no longer a ramble
I ran as fast as I could
All turned out good
© Susan Zutautas 2019
This was written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge.
