Show huckleberry huc pie by ANNE CAMPBELL TT TS S just a huckleberry pie set on the window ledge to cool outside the summer sun Is high the sky a blue inverted pool and once again avain a barefoot child sets out to find tin pall in hand the berries hiding in the wild far off upon that pleasant land it vi was as in huckleberry time the farm was loveliest to see I 1 saw the morning glories climb upon my window happily and glancing backward as I 1 walked ath cheerful footsteps down the lane it seemed to me the brown wrens moe mocked e that little girl so tanned and plain but nothing changed that sense ot of peace that was my I 1 eart s blest quality the woodland path was a release prom from irksome household tasks to me but now upon small things intent I 1 view with an approving eye the sweetness of homes home s sacrament caught in a huckleberry pie 0 western newspaper union |