Iced tea's sipped from a mason jar.
Lemon sun squirts light from afar.
Ruffled parasols relieve some
from relentless heat as green thumbs
plant colorful chrysanthemums.
Barefeet tap to the earth's rhythm.
On sighing summer breeze, bees hum.
Perched on the front porch swing, I strum
a simple chord as neighbors come
and join the carefree song. They drum
to the lazy day's mellow bars
until our light shines from the stars.