“summer day”
the green grass, freshly cut,
felt good underneath our feet
felt good underneath our feet
our laughter echoed in the yard
as we dashed through water hoses
on a hot summer day we sipped
ice cold lemonade in the shade
waiting for dusk to arrive
with fireflies to chase
- Written for dVerse Quadrille - 9 "green" poem prompt.
I can smell and taste that ice cold lemonade ~ Love the summer day with fireflies to chase ~
ReplyDeleteI miss fireflies. I live in the desert now, but grew up some back east/midwest. Beautiful piece. And peace.
ReplyDeleteThe joys of summer days and childhood! Like De, I live inthe desert and miss fireflies, too.
ReplyDeleteAh those happy memories...
ReplyDeleteOh Lord.. green
ReplyDeletegrass lush
in river
front home..
ugh.. weak
boy me.. arms
to thin.. to push
mower in grass..
ugh..
grandma
says boy
when ya
gonna
be a man..
hehe.. she didn't
stay around long
enough to see i be
the strongest one of
all.. at least at my
military station..
oh the
memories..
the struggles
that bring
the strength
oF aLL..:)
Very nice
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DeleteI want to live in a country where the nights are dark yet warm... here we have always daylight in summer I think... no fireflies either
ReplyDeleteOh this brings me back to my Iowa days......absolutely lovely!
ReplyDeleteLovely! One day I hope to see a firefly. It must be amazing.
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone
ReplyDeleteSounds like a delightful summer day!
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of the better part of childhood, playing in the grass. Sprinklers were the best-
ReplyDeleteYou just described my childhood...so I loved this.
ReplyDeleteAn idyllic day!
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