Friday Prose Prompt: Summertime
"Summertime" is one of my favorite songs. Originally heard in the 1935 Opera Porgy and Bess, it is now one of the most well-known Jazz pieces. Your Friday Prose mission, should you choose to accept it, is to take a line from the song and use it to open a short story, poem or prose piece.
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Oh, Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky
But until that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With your daddy and mammy standing by
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
"Summertime" lyrics by by DuBose and Dorothy Heyward, Ira Gershwin
As always, Friday Prose Prompts never expire. If this prompt doesn't inspire you, feel free to revisit earlier suggestions.
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Oh, Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky
But until that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With your daddy and mammy standing by
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
"Summertime" lyrics by by DuBose and Dorothy Heyward, Ira Gershwin
As always, Friday Prose Prompts never expire. If this prompt doesn't inspire you, feel free to revisit earlier suggestions.