Peaches and Other Poems

By Robert Ronnow Peaches Wherever peaches grow I go and pick ‘em. When they get ripe I try and swipe ‘em. The farmer runs out with a shotgun and wonders where’s the varmint gone? I’m hiding by the railroad tracks stacking the peaches I’ve found. Then a freight train about a mile long rolls by … Continue reading Peaches and Other Poems