Kicking a can, down the old dirt road, <br />Where tandem trucks, carried their loads. <br />Down to the stream to soak my feet, <br />Sure feels good in this beastly heat. <br /> <br />Kicking a can by the grapefruit trees, <br />Waltzing right through all the honey bees. <br />Taking a grapefruit that looks just ripe, <br />And cutting it open, with my pocket knife. <br /> <br />Kicking a can down the railroad tracks, <br />Laying nails on the rails, as the train comes back. <br />They'll make the perfect arrowheads, <br />Once the train comes back, and crushes them flat. <br /> <br />Kicking a can in the setting sun, <br />The day is over, but I had my fun. <br />Gonna get some supper and then to bed, <br />Wish I was kicking a can instead. <br /> <br />6/3/10 29 palms ca.<br /><br />Juan Olivarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/kicking-the-can/
