Hole to China

I dug a hole to China
When I was young
I made it three feet
Before evening ended
My expedition.

Summer came to a close
And over the seasons
Mother Nature healed
The wound to her skin
And I lost Dad’s shovel

​I wonder how far down
I’d be today if
I hadn’t quit that quest
I’m guessing I’d probably
Have died from the lava by now.