In the Country
It's quiet in the country
But for chirrup, chirp and tweet;
Compared to what I'm used to,
All this peacefulness is sweet.
The buzz of insects passing through,
The whirring of the fans -
It's lovely just to sit and think
And not make any plans.
With friends to while the time with,
Lots of food, a jug of wine,
It's easy just to disconnect
And everything feels fine.
Reality will beckon soon;
I wish I could ignore it.
Just hop into this dreamy ride,
Press down and really floor it.
Summer in the country
Only lasts a little while,
But while it's here, I'll lap it up
And vegetate in style.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2013
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