Rooster Summer

Rooster Summer — page 5
Egg Hunt Egg hunt Egg hunt Grandma grins handing us straw softened baskets for morning eggs Be quick now Quick sticks Quick sticks Rexster greets us in the hen yard on the slow swaying back of Seed Sack Then with a feathered swoop he's up off Seed Sack's head up over ours and down to the ground Gently we squiggle up onto Seed Sack baskets upended in hand Seed Sack slow steps off toward the chicken coop We hug hold tight for a few steps and down he sits We slide off in a bundle of chuckles He turns brays a big toothy smile shakes his old straw hat bits drift off like summer snow and then stands back up Again again again