Children's Laughter
Summer means
swimsuits and
cut-off jeans.
And picnics on the grass,
smells of backyard barbeques,
swimming pools clear as glass,
beach parties without end,
family vacations;
and tenting with a friend.
Summer is a lazy time of year,
when we connect with Mother Nature.
Depression gets supplanted by cheer
amidst the butterflies and the bees.
And wildflowers of all colors waft
perfumed scents upon the slightest breeze.
Summer stores an abundance of hope
within the sounds of children's laughter;
building sandcastles, and skipping rope.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2021
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