Thought I’d take the summer off
get a little exercise, play some golf.
Pain a little, write a poem
walk the dog, be alone.
Time to think, wonder what’s right
stare at the stars on a summer night.
visit some friends, walk the beach
anything’s possible, nothing out of reach.
Warm summer days, fireflies at night
a wonderful time -everything is right.
Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2006 ©