The Records of Every Summer
The Records of Every Summer
David J Walker
I thought the last cold day of May
Had come and gone
50 feels like freezing when
100 was last Friday
I thought I was the authentic gardener
Who held each calendar day
within an experienced heart
the halcyon mornings are a congenial neighbor
gracious and
like-minded
but there is nothing to do except
bundle one more time
assuming June will come as planned
we can swim in
the warm air again
I have greeted each summers coming
with passion
hoping each will in turn
remember me by name
there is a library
with every record of
every summer
I have lived
It’s near a river running through a town
Whose name I don’t remember
Pity
My childhood is stored there
All contained in a
Single Summers day
Copyright © David Walker | Year Posted 2022
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