#frontporch
front porch sitting
the neighbors stop by
for some gossip
#patio
two patio chairs
and me
where are you
#lawnchairs
rusty lawn chairs
there near the sweetgum tree
we planted long ago
#sprinkler
fate's sprinkler
is drenching me
rather than misting
#garden
with wind as consort
the daisies in her garden
dance summer's music
#yard grass
tallest yard grass
cannot hide the sweet lilac
from a bee's wild search
#iced tea
iced tea
doesn't stay iced
this summer heat
Three brothers we, three brothers we;
living together, within our tree.
We’re raccoons who so, do love cheese;
We do love brie, we do love brie.
We don’t like nuts, they give us gas;
and heaven forbid we eat yard grass,
we are raccoons of the upper class;
cheese please and fast, cheese please and fast.
For cheddar, Cheshire, we will sing,
had we a bell, for swiss we’d ring,
oh the joy that cheese does bring;
a wondrous thing, a wondrous thing.
DEATH OF AN ANGEL
My fragile child had made a snow angel
One morning in the schoolyard white;
Then, flying home after the school bell,
Her little life was dashed by a car, outright.
The snow angel melted that day,
Disappeared under the yard grass tall.
Now, a lifetime later, I’d say
You’d hardly know it existed at all.
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