Poem # 10

Summer 

Summer is spent in hot humid days 
Lazy days surrounded by a foggy haze 
As time slips away
Tomorrow is just another day 

We lose track to time 
As each day meets it rhyme 
The lake is time well spent 
and night fires are well lit 

Lightening bugs surround us all 
as we await the approaching Fall
The smell of fresh cut grass 
still is a soft place to land our ass

The creeks are a nice retreat 
but our nicely tanned skin is no real feat
tan lines and sun glasses 
come on and party with the masses 

Its the time of year to worship the sun 
don't worry about ruining all the fun 
running through the sprinklers is what I imagine 
also chasing the cloud dragons 

Family outings await us all 
as we measure up to whose tall
picking black berries 
and eating all the wild cherries 

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