Summer
The scent of damp window screens.
With light peering through.
A relaxing nap in the breeze.
Fresh tea brewed.
Lemons on the table and hammocks in a tree.
Wild flowers blooming up into eternity.
A butterfly flies on by, and birds chirping.
People laughing ,and ice cream trucks music on repeat.
Heat waves roll upon the street.
A forest alive with cracking breaking branches.
Twigs snapping and mended fences.
Lavender blooms on white sheets pinned to lines flowing in the air.
Fresh dirt , huge tomatoes and grass tickling the nose.
Garden gloves ,shovels and streaming ribbons of silk webs.
Sleeping children , building bigger dreams.
Refreshing salads, amphoral streams.
On the porch picking out the stars after twilights fireflies.
Days filled with spitting out watermelon seeds.
This is summer.
With light peering through.
A relaxing nap in the breeze.
Fresh tea brewed.
Lemons on the table and hammocks in a tree.
Wild flowers blooming up into eternity.
A butterfly flies on by, and birds chirping.
People laughing ,and ice cream trucks music on repeat.
Heat waves roll upon the street.
A forest alive with cracking breaking branches.
Twigs snapping and mended fences.
Lavender blooms on white sheets pinned to lines flowing in the air.
Fresh dirt , huge tomatoes and grass tickling the nose.
Garden gloves ,shovels and streaming ribbons of silk webs.
Sleeping children , building bigger dreams.
Refreshing salads, amphoral streams.
On the porch picking out the stars after twilights fireflies.
Days filled with spitting out watermelon seeds.
This is summer.