Pictures of the Cherry
No more ghostly figures
No more skeletal tangle
No more ice with her
No more pain in the ankle
Children of the sunshine
Buildings smiling with the scent
Hands of yours and mine
Into the breeze they went
In the strawberry shade
Liberally birds make love
In the bough and grassy blade
Whispering sunlight from above
The kids ride their bike
Compete with the wind
I ride too when I like
Pictures of the cherry lined
The hearts as free as the toes
Barefoot go the boys and girls
When they will return nobody knows
The wind sits in their curls
Leaving the room they go to the beach
Old uncle Fred and aunt Hilda
The butterfly in their speech
From the boat waves Agatha
You dance with the mild sun
Wearing wildflowers in your hair
In your blood the dreams run
The music is sweet and loud there
Let's collect the pine scent
A little drizzle drenched
With the rains our time spent
Our fingers all unclenched
On the Jacaranda carpet
We will play the violin
A new music we will start it
Taking the cue from your chin
June 13, 2018
For Summer Fun Poetry Contest
Sponsored by : Nayda Ivette Negron
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