Without electricity
Without plumbing
Without phone and
As far as I could tell
Without dread,
Loved nasturtiums.
"Nose twist," it means, but
He called them "nasturaniums"
And so do I. Thus is Will Hall
With me until first frost.
I gather my seeds and
Give some to the boy, who
Holds a sense of blood.
Five generations removed,
He calls them "nasturaniums."
May he live without dread.
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