Whenever it rained, he built a boat.
Demolished the garden shed
lined muddy tools along the sideboard.
They grew bigger. Naval matryoshka.
On the tenth he could drag his dog inside
and force his paws together. They prayed
by the coolbox filled with baked beans.
[tag word: PUDDLE - @bundleofbooks]
100 Poem Challenge: writing 100 poems in a weekend to raise money for EEC International.
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