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Purdue is possible


A boilers hat 

From the woman who 

Raised me’s old old man 

And a 

Flag outside of my 

Safest elementary classroom.

I am somewhere else

But I feel that

I will find a piece of it 

When I go back there. 

I have never been to Purdue I think

Unless I happened to 

Stop by on a college tour or two but

None come to mind. 

Boiler building motions 

Remind me of fresh sharp metal. 
I feel better than before.

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