Country Summers

Country Summers                       Early light, late sunsets,                       Glowing orange rounded                         in purple to blue,                       White clouds, spotted                       sailing adrift across                         dark green tree tops...                       After splendoring day's                       marching for morels,                         wild onion weeding,                       Along creek bottoms,                       wildlife blossoming,                         in wanderous bloom...                       Off to fields and pastures,                       filled with flowers...                       On stallion, Marvelous his mane,                       Gallantly gallopping, to run                       the scent's of clover                         and evergreens, through the air...                           The Whippoorwill singing song,                         Bugs A-Z blowing in the breeze,                         Smells of, brauts, burgers,                         wings and beans, brushed                         with BBQ sauce...                       Garden fresh melon's sweet,                         tomatoes, corn, onions too,                         I love thee... in my life,                       Feeling free, playing on hands                         and knees through,                         Country Summers...                                                 Copyright © May 2001 Michael L. ChickMan I wish it was summer! Written December 16th, 2001 © on Dec 16 2001 05:40 AM PST   0 • 8