The Country Kind of Love

In the beginning There was love, the countryside kind of loving where we laid out in an old hammocks under the shadow of the sycamores tree, feeling that cool breeze on our face it was just a little taste of the country living; a large pitcher of lemonade in the icebox Nana’s laundry blowing in the wind Everything back then seem so innocent and benign my friend and I were on a natural high we giggle, guffaws, from chuckles to cackles as we lean our head back: and our laughter were as loud as the dogs barks; while the whole flock of chickens cackle loudly in a disorderly manner; However, we held each other so tight Until the stars came out and whinge about us Suddenly, granddad yelled, “Small Point! It’s time to come inside” I remember you hid under the shed In the beginning There was love and twenty years later Five children. The Poem have its own vernacular? however, do enjoy the read.