Deep Country Autumn
I rode by in country sand,
michaelmas daisies smiling left and right;
wild plums in green dress, daisies in white.
The fruit now departed at children’s hands
by bike, or on foot they hike
with baskets ready for jam and jelly;
dirty hands and knees and round pink belly.
Brian Whatcott is a writer from Oklahoma. He and his wife, Norma, have three children. He enjoys flying, sailing and water-skiing.