Guff
At homestead where I lived as lad,
I ope’ a closet door;
Surprised I am at what spills out
And tumbles to the floor.
So, ankle deep I stand, amazed;
With quantities enough
Emerging now, these many years —
Just piles and piles of guff!
Would you have ever thought such stuff
Was saved and now is seen?
It’s all the guff I gave my folks
When I was but a teen!
Don Munday
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