Ignorance

I pull a plow each Spring in the same fields. This is what I know. I drag a harrow from the beginning of the field to the end and back. I also wear flaps over my eyes, when we go to town, because I am afraid of heavy traffic. Cars are speeding on the left and right. It's better to do not know, how fast they go. Ignorance is such bliss Copyright © Marie Neumann 5/15/15 POW! assignment