Sunday, August 7, 2016

Summer Sunday

Summer Sunday ticks by slow
Until I watch the children go
To find the cat the neighbor lost
See the wading pool make them boss

The breeze of the day pleasant to the face
I smile at the love of slow pace

Pep' s motorcycle a jungle gym
A toddler's dream
To ride with him

Why is the street so attractive
I want to sit but she is active

Rotate between pool and bike and street
Every passing stranger we greet

An old wheelchair
A source a adventure
Sparks memories of building go karts
Children laugh as fun passes
Pep's looks on and
Adjust his glasses

Summer Sunday ticks by slow
Until I watch the children go

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