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I have no doubt that soon it will be summer. The daffodils have taken flight, fire no more warms the night. The rain has gone, no need to run for cover. Not long now ‘til summer, blossoms on apple trees, monarch butterflies and bumble bees, garden buds a kaleidoscope in flower with fruit upon vine and bower. No need for winter clothes, sore throats, chills, stuffy nose. Children laugh, their face aglow, (they’re in the know) soon it will be summer. I have a friend, we love cricket, he bowls - I take wickets! One ball left in the over, a sweet drive through extra cover... that’s when you know it’s summer. We poke fun at each other, who’s the best, he’s like a brother. I never move my feet - “your arm’s always bent, Skeet,” but I think we can both agree you’re no Sobers and I’m no Hadlee. Written: circa 1995 ——— *Wicket refers to the dismissal of a batsman. *An over is made up of six balls bowled by the bowler. *A drive is a cricket shot. *Extra cover is a fielding position. *Skeet is my friend and opponent. A legend in his own mind. *Sobers and Hadlee are famous players from the past.

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Date: 1/28/2022 12:24:00 AM
Feel like you are waiting for the summer to enjoy. Whereas, I enjoy wrapping around myself and walking like a rock in winter. Great writing. Congratulations!
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Date: 1/27/2022 2:34:00 AM
Willow on leather has cropped up before in a poem of yours if I remember correctly. Howzat? :) You've captured summer and cricket lovingly Craig - and I'm old enough to remember Sobers' six sixes too. I was about six at the time :) Cheers - Gary
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Date: 1/25/2022 7:43:00 PM
Can I say .... Adorable? Well, cute then. And I do not even know a thing about the two sports guys mentioned at the end!!
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Date: 1/15/2022 10:42:00 AM
What a hopeful write, when you can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I like that aside (they're in the know)--made me smile!
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Date: 1/15/2022 8:42:00 AM
Marvelous, Craig. I can hardly wait. Summer is my favorite part of the year, and I spend most of my winter thinking about how wonderful the warm sun will feel on my sandaled feet! Glad I discovered your poems, Craig. They bring a smile to my lips!
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Date: 1/15/2022 8:41:00 AM
Craig, I enjoyed reading your light-hearted poem. Nice rhythm and rhyme! Blessings, Kim M
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