Time past ...
February 20, 2004
I used to turn the grinding stone
for Grandpa, sharpening tools.
He said it was his grandfather
as had set the stone in the tree fork.
To turn, I sat on the metal seat grown
into the locust tree, or the tree
had grown around it, not sure which,
or who had left it there early on.
The tree is long gone now and
I forgot to ask.