Summer heat conjures cooling thunderstorm
May flowers flourish as green gardens grow
Honest toil gets rewarded, this I do know
June is the month my dear mother was born
Sitting quietly on the front porch swing
Gathering place for the nightly event
Family meets in the cooling wind sent
Discussions and plans, it’s a real loving thing
Some member always seemed to just know
In a washtub watermelon frigid cold-iced
Or a big bowl of fresh strawberries fine-sliced
Glib spoken quip, a quick wit offered to show
Reminisce some adventure in time now that passed
An eventful special birthday---weren’t they all
Party time happened with just a simple phone call
Oh! Lord!
How I wish that feeling could last
So many people come…and are…and been
Into my future not all of them can I take
Only cherish memories like times at the lake
I do love them each, right now is the “when”
Lightning flashes white warning out in the west
Cooling droplets to earth are falling pell-mell
Fresh-scent pleasant is rain sweet clean smell
Porch swing philosophy---no doubt it’s the best
Myriad-Saints! Sacred-holy-Angels! More
than a few
Softly-quiet I listen to a comfort-warm Whisper-wind
On Angel white-wings romantic-Love Saintly-send
A blessed Measure! Treasure! Pleasure! Surely I
knew
On yon summer-day in a boat sailing ole Fox Lake
Always a Gentleman! Romantic! Chivalrous! Go!
C’mon! Now! Cut me some slack! I did let her row@
I read my true-Love cadenced-rhyme to
enjoy-partake
Amen!
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