June 25, 2009

Summer Forgetting all the days gone by, It’s time to look up to the sky, And thank God that once more we Can work at things that need must be. Plowing, planting, mending things, All the chores that summer brings. Now we have some time for play, Upon a lazy summer’s day, Take off our shoes and feel warm ground, Enjoying nature’s delightful sound. Down the lane we stroll along, Whistling our favorite song. We stop beside the swimming hole, A cool dip revives the soul. A picnic on a meadow green, ‘neath trees in shade, we are serene. Free to dream and feel alive, Thankful for what God provides. Doran Conrad Blairsville, GA From: A Visit To Nature’s House   Haiku The tall Hollyhocks by the roadside mailbox, nod at all that passes by. Paul Salyers Olive Hill, KY From: I’m Still Kicking! Cinquain Peaches Swimmin’ in milk With a tad of sugar Is the best summertime dessert I know. Charles Clevenger New Boston, OH Cinquain Green beans And potatoes From the summer garden With fresh-picked red-ripe tomatoes… Suits me. Charles Clevenger New Boston                                                           Sweet Smells Of Summer Today I stood beside the old barn door And whiffed the smell of cows inside The odor that assailed my nose Brought memories of farm life long age. To smell fresh hay and cattle feed And hear soft moos and chewing cuds, As gentle fingers milked each one Of foaming cream in metal pails. Oh, how I long to once again sneak back To times of happy summer days, And watch my grandma milk those cows And shoot it in mouths of hungry cats. Edna Keffer Portsmouth From: Poems and other writings