Thursday, July 15, 2010

(Illustration from here)

Warm arrives
and brings its buzz
the crickets echo loud
tree frogs join in
to belt their song
the summer stars, their crowd

When air is thick
as texas toast
and sun is yellow-red
the childlike joy
is waked again
by memories we're lead

to twiddled thumbs
and light-stained scenes
of summers old and gone
the possible
the openness,
no dread upon the dawn

So, amplify
oh, warm moon song
belt chorus too, oh, sun
for season calls us to look back
or, perhaps we've just begun

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