June Reflection

It’s Saturday and I’m lying on the grass on a hot June afternoon. I hear no sounds except for those of nature. Most folks, I surmise, are tucked away in their air-conditioned homes (if not out shopping or enjoy family recreation), for I see nobody else in sight. Alone in the bliss of peacefulness, I look upward. cauliflower clouds - their sprawling backdrop . . . crayola blue As I watch the clouds slowly drift and meld into one another, I recall as a child lying by my mother as she pointed out to me and my sisters the clouds and how they appeared to be changing into wooly animals! To think I once had time to just lie back on green grass that way, watching cloud formations with family! How long ago it all seems! Absorbing nature now, I am a child again, and I watch as a butterly drifts by. On the fence, a dragonfly now takes residence, and I am mellow like sun and wind. summer’s hum. . . a ladybug hugs my arm Written last Saturday. Posted 6/29/18 for Mick Talbot's Haibun Poetry Contest