I hear birds chirping and scolding
Wind sighing in the trees
Dogs barking in the distance

I hear the clicking of my busy keyboard
Sweet daft song of wind chimes
A distant silence from the bedroom

Ahead of me
I see the future
Adjustments, details
Swift, deep drifts of sadness
But on the horizon, peace
And the joy of loose-limbed summer.


4 thoughts on “Summer

  1. I don’t know that I’ve *ever* been as happy for a summer to come as for this one despite everything that’s still unsettled. I just need that loose limbed feeling πŸ™‚ Thanks for describing it.

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