as a child, the red barn invited me to mischief
inside, a loft filled with pigeons; guiding me toward destruction
with gun in hand, I create mayhem leaving holes in the farmer’s roof

Author Notes:
This is a poem of actual events from somewhere in my childhood.
I wrote it as Sijo Poetry which is easy and fun to write…the truth will be revealed.

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