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Low Water Bridge

Story ID:5797
Written by:Monte Leon Manka (bio, contact, other stories)
Organization:retired
Story type:Poem
Location:Hemet CA. USA
Year:1940
Person:Chelsea Kansas Kid
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Low Water Bridge

Our Low Water Bridge
This bridge is a copy
Of the one that crosses Durechen Creek
A half mile south of the Manka Farm
Used to come down here about once a week.

We would look for tadpoles and crawdads
In the shallow water
Shoot we might even have seen
One of those snail darters.

In this tree lined lane
Wading in the creek
Was a cool place to be
In the summers heat.

Water was about ten inches deep
So we couldn’t drown
But those water moccasins
Were always lurking around.

Stretched on a broken tree limb
Basking in the sun
Those slithery snakes
Didn’t like my BB gun.

We gave each other a wide berth
So Leslie and I were unharmed
Catching those minnows and tadpoles
We were not in peril of “buying the farm”

Those Dragon Flies
Darted to and fro
Never could catch one
Though we tried, doncha know.

Leslie and I would play here for hours
Until after four
We’d head for home
To start the evening chores.

All summer we walked barefoot
On dirt, sand or gravel lanes
Had to watch for those pointy sand burrs
That caused unbearable pain.

If the weather was nice
And Mom said it was okay
We’d be back at the low water bridge
The very next day.

Monte L. Manka 08-09-09