Night of the Coon

The Coldest Night

Once more the young boy
listens to the weatherman,
covers up with wool blanket.

His little dog beside him
on this coldest winter night,
the boy dreams of a coon hunt.

© 2014, Freeda Baker Nichols

 

 

 

 

Photo credit: by Steve and Angela

4 comments on “Night of the Coon

  1. They were right up there on the wood table at the park with Dad and me trying to eat sub sandwiches like we were all old buddies from WW II.

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  2. dotlatjohn says:

    Adorable images, both poem and photo.

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