Old Gal


town folk

affectionately
call her
old gal
but the hill
prefers
mountain
always wanting
to be bigger
and stronger
than she really is
but settling
for her adopted
moniker

as long as
they won’t
blow her away
for a cell tower

Categories: Nature, Poetry | Tags: , , | 2 Comments

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2 thoughts on “Old Gal

  1. May the ‘old gal’ live a long life without any cell tower inconveniences

  2. smiling and applauding your comment
    thanks Christy! 🙂

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