*This poem, along with another image, was posted last August on the blog. Dear Readers, writers share from the depths of their hearts. Thus, you understand my reason for a re-post. My heart is full—filled with appreciation for summer’s gift, free time.
Summer me with summerings,
leisure mornings, calm evenings,
care-nots if the phone shall sing,
To-Do Lists with not one thing.
Schedules not for when nor where,
no worries of have to be there,
no plans to do that like this,
only hours of dreamer’s bliss.
Summer, catch my caring kiss.
This hug’s for you; you I’ve missed.
I’m queen in this Castle of Time.
Sweet season, I’m yours. Be mine.