Give a Kid a Bucket


Chopping Potatoes

Give a kid a bucket,

there’s no telling what he’ll do.

Bucket head, valiant helmet, Frankenstein’s twin.

Collector of pine cones, fancy purse.

Keeper of dreams and special things,

mudpie mixer, sandcastle constructor.


Fill it, empty it, and fill it again.

Knock it over and shrill with glee.

Bend the handle to breaking,

come back from the brink.


Much more alluring when empty,

Filled to capacity with nothing at all

and everything all at once.

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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