Drifting Along

Sunny summer days

Drift along

Taking my lazy ways

Across river deep and wide

Burst-of-color leaves

Silently fall

Calling my soul to grieve

For things unfinished

Speckled blue skies

Fill with migrating birds

Loudly, their cries

Call, inviting me along

\I yearn to travel

To see family far away

Concerns, worries unravel

Twisting around my fingers

Earth-bound am I

When winter approaches

Eager eyes look to the sky

Seeking freedom

Summer’s Rhythm

Fiery days of outdoor fun

People always on the run

Ice cold drinks relieve the thirst

Swimmers race to come in first

Birds soar high on currents strong

Moms hover yet kids do wrong

Free to jump like squirrels brown

Scream and run all over town

Sleep until sun’s high in the sky

Teens do nothing as days fly by

Dads pray for first day of school

Think their lives will be so cool

Summer’s fun comes to an end

Shopping trips: money to spend

 Mind recalls memories sweet

Hordes of children on the street

Must put summer’s toys away

Shortened  time for kids to play

People once had time to run

Fiery days of outdoor fun

Summertime

I’m feeling lazy

Nothing inspires me,

nothing motivates me

to run and jump and play

like when a child

on a hot Ohio day

To be that young again

when the joys of a cold

sprinkler far outweighs

the best new-bought toy

or movie at the theater

Running free as the breeze

half-clothed

hair dripping with sweat

rivulets pouring down

my suntanned face

and I don’t care, for

I’m having the time of my life

Give me an ice-cold glass

of water, sparkling clear

with a wedge of lemon

precariously perched on the edge

and I’m happy these days

Sit me in front of a fan turned

on high.  Mine and mine alone.

Toss me a bowl of low-fat ice cream

and I’ll scream for joy

Throw on some blueberries and

I’m yours for life

The simple pleasures of life

become simpler as we age

Give me free time to read,

write, and cuddle with my cats

and I’m in pure ecstasy.

Ah, there’s nothing like

summertime