Wood
04Jun07
Wood is my teacher,
wood is my tool,
my sustenance,
my Holy Rule.
Wood fires my furnace
and my soul.
Through wood
I have achieved my goal.
—-copyright Ms. Rural, from The Basketmakers,
in honor of Connie & Tom McColley
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