Briskly ~ Fantasy #2

Briskly thru the wood today, I must walk and not delay.

Mother sent me well endowed (as her pantry has allowed)

on a trip to Grandma's farm, bearing treats beneath my arm.

"Deter neither left or right; must get home before 'tis night!";

words of wisdom spake to me, meant to keep me safe and free.

Thus I briskly heed her word, thankful for the counsel heard.

© October 2009