Briskly ~ Fantasy #2
Briskly thru the wood today, I must walk and not delay.
Mother sent me well endowed (as her pantry has allowed)
on a trip to Grandma's farm, bearing treats beneath my arm.
"Deter neither left or right; must get home before 'tis night!";
words of wisdom spake to me, meant to keep me safe and free.
Thus I briskly heed her word, thankful for the counsel heard.
© October 2009