By: Ardis E. Parshall - March 07, 2017 Tomorrow By Dorothy Marie Davis I never saw a boy who wouldn’t climbA wall or fence or rather climb a gateThan open it – whether he had an hourFor leisurely meander or was late.Not if the boy was worth his salt! He’d dareA tree for fruit or just to be on top –And ridgepoles – while his elders gasp and stare.Fences and peaks seem made for boys who learnBy bumps and falls what older people k...
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