Neighbourhood Sounds of Summer

As the stars twinkle on and the man in the moon waves a hand

I stand on my back deck to try and truly understand

The wonders of night time when summers in bloom

Turn off the news for a while too much gloom and doom

The crickets and preepers singing a song all their own

An alley cat somewhere cries for her mate so alone

I hear a guitar in the distance playing some melodious tune

A screen door slams shut, street lights come on too soon

Some teenager’s old hot rod backfires with a crash

A girl pleads with her Mother for more spending cash

The kids in the park cheer for a great home run swing

Slaps on bare skin don’t dull the mosquito’s sharp sting

I pop the top off a beer to the barbecue’s sizzle and flare

Turn over the steaks and take another chug of my beer

The sounds of my neighbourhood’s summer I treasure it so

Cause in less then three months we’ll all be knee deep in snow.