Bow

I am ten
Practicing
With a bow
I’ve made of
Some branch
My arrows are
Not fletched nor
Do they have an
Arrowhead just
For practice in
Imitation of
The Indian
Tribes we
Study in
Southern
Illinois by prairies
Gently rolling rivers
Gently flowing
‘Cept if it
Rains
Like hell
And we play
Board games inside.