Summer Afternoon
The dawn comes later now
morning sunlight shifts it's arc - a different angle now
Cool mornings are a welcome
Though it foretells of a season's change
The birds sing and still greets us in the morning
School bus back up chimes to start our day
The Holly berries would normally be getting red at this time,
The late frost has taken that hope of a berry filled holly and spring robin's feast
Lawnmower sounds fill the air
like grasping at ways to keep summer alive
Sunset earlier now dashes those hopes
Rope swing from a generation ago
Swinging again a continuing chain of breath and being and laughter
Sweet corn peeled by the younger ones
With bites of joy they help
In season now -like their young lives
Flower boxes, abundant growth this year
Flowering boxes overflow with petals, growing high and heavy weight
The pool is quiet now
since school starts for grandkids
Now the pool, still beauty,
yet only catches falling leaves from the growing maples high above
I wish summer days would not end
they do
and I'm thankful for the autumn and winter too.
Wintering with summer memories
Looking forward to Spring- new life
and to summer afternoon again.
Summer Afternoon, Glimpse poetry by Joe Holuta
About this poem: Summer Afternoon is a poem about reminiscing on the summer sitting by the pool watching leaves drop as we remember the vibrant times we had with family around the house and in the pool. Remembering the laughter, the food, sweet corn, the beautiful sunshine, cooling water, treats under the shade of the umbrellas, fresh memories to last the winter until we can do it all again. - Joe Holuta
