Reflecting off the car windshield,
Blinding me while in my house concealed,
A party across the street in the field,
Cannot attend, depression revealed…
The boys wearing long short pants,
Their tee shirts draped over potted plants,
The heat & humidity not yet so very oppressive,
Shade from the tree’s oh so impressive…
Green grass growing so wild,
Does of this writer beguile,
A creek rushing past within earshot,
Flies buzzing everywhere, a slight breeze,
I hope this poem has made you smile…
© ed ~ 5/10/07
Love Tinka
Niiiiiiiiiiice!
Georg
Regis
Then, the caps worn askew... "ROOTIE KAZOOTIE" ... Glad WE didn't have any "way out" FADS, right? The funny part is that they actually believe they are ... KOOL !!!
YO MOMMA! L' Chiam! Tom.
Love,
little sis eileen;-)
Peace,
Dan
Reindeer
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Have Fun, and Use Plenty of Soap, Bro - It Chases Away Those Flies!!!!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Say "howdy" to Rufuz for me. :)