Summer Sun

Jul 12, 13 Summer Sun

Posted by in Poetry

Beautiful day full of silky hot strands of sunshine in the air Watching my children exploring, making a limbo game from a fallen tree Taking off their shoes to tip-toe into the water Recklessly hanging upside down from the play structure. “Mom, can you take my picture?” they yell. I fill with pleasure just watching them play. Soon their little bodies will be brown from exploring in the sun. Kissed by the light with a loving residue left behind as the brown of summer fun. I sit, talking to my grown-up daughter feeling strangely like there is something I should be doing but it is just the memory of the busy week. I feel my body start to unwind. I yawn. “Let’s go get ice cream, ” I say. The crowd goes...

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