Wiggling Waves and Other Observations

Wiggling Waves and Other Observations Wiggling waves reaching like tall grass, Summertime’s warning to wear shoes, Little stubbed toes from bare flip flops, Tears, scrapes, little ones’ blues. Searing sidewalks too hot for pups’ paws, Compassion let’s a walk miss this day, Steering wheels blistering, electricity soaring, Rob a bank to get power bills paid? Summer winks, reminds us of cold winds, Ice covered streets, wraps, frost bitten toes, Windows to scrape, shovels of snow, So no matter which way the wind blows, Dream of the other one, write a poem, To the undulating earth, its extremes, its glory, Give thanks in the middle of wherever you are, Thanks for the Old, Old Story.