Rigney Deliso

"Where did I put my nuts?" I cry as the parade of daily dogs rolls by "Where could they possibly be?" Growler trots up to my tree, a concerned look on his face "You lose your marbles, Joey?" "NUTS!

Swingset

one leg rocks

if you swing too high,

but mostly

its green and yellow seats

sit empty.

Treehouse

overlooking the world

it was never how I dreamed it,