Under the maple tree,
a summer breeze blowing,
butterflies flit among the honeysuckle,
a bluebird lifts a merry note.
Daddy cuts a watermelon,
juice runs down the chins
of children spitting seeds
under the maple tree.
Sheep clouds skip through azure skies,
free fall to the mountains,
zinnias caress the fence,
a summer breeze blowing.
The neighborhood kids
roll up their jeans,
splash through the icy creek,
butterflies flit among the honeysuckle.
--Brenda Kay Ledford
I wish my blogger friends a very happy summer season!
Brenda
