Summer Poem

The long backyard of neatly-cut grass stretched out silently beneath the summer sun.

Far from the house, along the wood panel fence of fading red paint, stood a teen-aged maple tree.

Under the tree lay Sarah, her heart-shaped face shaded by the large leaves,

her bare feet exposing themselves to the hot summer sun.

Published in: on September 11, 2008 at 2:02 pm Leave a Comment
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Sun Life: A Poem

In the morning the warmth holds you close,

Softly whispering day-long promises of bright afternoons.

Ending with a dreamy dusk of oranges and pinks.

Published in: on September 6, 2008 at 1:40 pm Leave a Comment
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