Ode to an Oat

I thought today of giving praise
To that ancient eminence –
That fellow traveler – the oat.
Wild and flourishing in fields
I’ve walked – whitish ornaments
Bleached beneath the summer sun –
Finding homes in shoes and socks –
Looking for another haunt –
A place to sow more wildish seed.

7/11/2020
7:55 PDT
While watching TV