Ho Jack bear
Toes mossy,
Bees hived up.
I trot myself up to the cabin
and eases my feet to dangle.
Pappa cookin’ fire good
Fish is good.
Back, hands worked.
My favorite is the fish’s tail.
Pappa cooks for me.
I eat and grow strong
Beat my drum
and rattle my body in youth.
© Sonja J. Phinney 1974
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