poorhunter78
Bronze Member
Went out on the 4 wheeler, Friday.. Spent hours riding, walking all over the 35 acre farm.. Found 1 dried up, Brittle, Not worth a darn, Got too it way too late, Very un watered, Didn't get to eat it, Noone else got it, I found it too late, The sun got him first, He was just the right size, But not until I got the tears from my eyes... Yep, Poor lil fella, I named him! His name was Morel, I crumbled him up, As to imitate being cremated, And spread his ashes all around.. May he RIP..