HOGSBREATH

“Oh hogsbreath,”

My grampa used to

Sip outta a mason jar and

spontaneously utter

Outta nowhere

As we chattered around the fireside chat.

He was right.

We didn’t care

It was grandpa

He wasn’t senile

Just a tad tipsy relaxed

And he brought us wisdom

Like

“When pigs fly!”

tom tenbrunsel

Carl Sandburg Writer 2023