My children run barefoot on the grass, their skin aglow from the sultry heat. Yelling and screaming, they chase each other, and when they tire, they turn on the faucet and spray each other with water from the hose. The driveway glistens, the grass soaks up the run-off water, and the roses drink of the cooling mist and stray waterdrops.
Carefree hearts exalt
blossoming in summer’s heat
ready for winter
Elsewhere in the yard, bees hum their pollinating song while they zip from one tomato flower to another. Chickadee chirp from their nests. The blueberries are purpling. Zucchini grow in the shade of their giant leaves while broccoli florets are crowning. In time, they will bless our table with their bounties.
The sun on her wings
the butterfly cuts through air
hastening to fall
It is Haibun Week at Dverse Poet’s Pub. Grace invites us to write about summer. 🙂