Poem: This Summers Day


This Summer day


When bird song floats,

through leaves of green,

Like a butterfly so seldom seen,

The sun beam sharp dissects it's might,

Within the pond's clear watery light,


Warmth lies heavy in  the high blue sky,


An insect chirp , a babies cry,

a barking dog,

The quiet splash from a croaking  frog.

An ice cream drip, the ants they swarm,

The daisy droops it's head forlorn.

Nimbus clouds they threaten a storm.


This calls to me

This sings to me

This speaks to me

… words in a string called....





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