Second Growth Wood

 

Second Growth Wood

Blue wing dragonfly
With hairy legs — my oh my!
New tree growing where the old one stood
I took my first steps in the second growth wood.

A hole in the fence by the buckeye tree
Cross the creek at the gravel bar
Up the hill picking blackberries
To the shack on the hill with the junker car.

Shotgun lady lives in there
Her temper's always sore
Rotten apples all over the yard
Throw one at her front door.

Run run as fast as you can
She saw you throw, screen door slam
Down that hill where the sawmill stood
Just some rusty machines in the second growth wood.

Amy would go there to watch the birds
Woodpecker, quail and blue jay
She had an insie, I had an outsie
We checked them — every day.

Hooty owl — musical song
Sounds like Amy, then it's gone
We never knew we had it so good
She was my friend in the second growth wood.

I carved her name in a cedar tree
Never could say why
Her dad got transferred to Oregon
I cried that day she said good-bye.

Dragonfly, big as a bird
Sits on my shoulder - how absurd!
I'd go back if only I could
To that first autumn rain in the second growth wood
To my first broken heart in the second growth wood.

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Lyrics by Joe Cottonwood, music by Will Fourt
From the podcast of my novel Boone Barnaby. If you search Apple podcasts for “Boone Barnaby” you’ll find the podcasts, which include the music. It’s free.

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