By Bert Barry What impelled him to abandonwarmth – comfortthe security of his househe would never knowbut on a chill October nighthe found himself peering--only aided bya single powerful flashlight—avidly – eagerlypoised to enterthe narrow path opening amongrows of dry – dusty cornlong past the time for harvesting.He had never noticedsuch a path beforenow it … Continue reading Autumn Call
