summer in your house
the morning light poured in
spilling on the chenille
like warm milk
dishes clattering in the kitchen
as you made breakfast
Tag: summer
ripening
the heat stifles
flowers wilt
fruit ripens
(as do I)
August is approaching
no worries
I think about those days of barefeet, scraped knees, sunburns, mosquito bites and garden dirt…
july
there were those hot sticky nights
picnics by flashlight on the dewey grass
waiting for the fireworks
we chased fireflies
one summer
“It’s funny how one summer can change everything. It must be something about the heat and the smell of chlorine, fresh-cut grass and honeysuckle, asphalt sizzling after late-day thunderstorms, the steam rising while everything drips around it. Something about long, lazy days and whirring air conditioners and bright plastic flip-flops from the drugstore thwacking down the street. Something about fall being so close, another year, another Christmas, another beginning. So much in one summer, stirring up like the storms that crest at the end of each day, blowing out all the heat and dirt to leave everything gasping and cool.”
~ Sarah Dessen
Licht Years 