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