Crawdads

I am four
Hunting for
Crawdads in
The creek near
Shreveport deep
In the South I hop
Along the bank red
Earth unforgettable
Even 71 years later
Trying not to get
Pinched I muse
How the dull
Gray critter
Will turn
Orange
In the
Boiling
Water and
Wondering what
Color I will turn in life.