Invitation to Summer, A Poem

summer

 
You can hear laughter
In the summer fields
The joyful voices
Of children raised
Rushing through
The tall grasses
Counting to ten
While closing their eyes
And leaning against
The nearest tree
And you can hear
Their scampering footsteps
Across the fields
Where they hide
Heartbeat pounding
The thrill of the chase
And who shall be next
To seek?
The warmth
Of the summer sun
Is not noticed
Nor is the sweat
That dampens
Their brow
This is the time
To feel light
And free
To chase
And be chased
To hide
And to seek
To play
To laugh
To sing
To dance
All of us held
In the warm embrace
Of friendship
Where time seems
To stand still
Back then –
We could
Almost touch
The wealth
Of our days.

© Sumyanna 2016

 

Submitted for The Daily Post Prompt: invitation

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10 Comments Add yours

  1. aww,beautiful poem and the picture brought such joy to my heart,love summers 🙂 love you 🙂

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    1. Sumyanna says:

      Thank you – I still remember those long summer days of childhood. Now, time seems to go by so much faster…

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  2. So well written, and so true when you hark back to your own youthful moments. Thank you.

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    1. Sumyanna says:

      Thank you. Yes, sometimes we need to go back there and revel at her beauty. I sometimes miss youth, but choose to live youthfully 🙂

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      1. That’s an excellent response. It’s what I do in truth. Ask any of my grandkids, they’ll tell you, hahahaha

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  3. mywords2228 says:

    I love this piece!

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    1. Sumyanna says:

      Thank you so very much!

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