( 1910 )
LUMBERMAN
My father —
An old lumberman now
Tells me a little yarn about one
Of our descendants who were all
Sawmill owners and loggers and
How Grandfather Henry when he was
Cutting off Mt Greylock for his mill and
For the state of Massachusetts carving a
Road out to the mountain’s summit also
Worked over one landowner for most of
One night about a particular oak tree he
Wanted and left quite pleased from his
Visit with the man because he was given
Permission to cut the tree he had already
Earlier in the day cut down
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2 comments:
Bob,
A skilled lumberman, a master mason, the Birdhouse helps me keep my eye on all the poets. This one's a little older today.
stay close,
mike
The birthday cheer resounds from the woods!
Did we hear the tree fall?
For you, Mike.
B.
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