Summer solstice sillies, something else a new event!
Reminiscent of clam bakes, swimming lessons
Freckles, blistered shoulders
Sharing baby oil among friends.
Scratched up from picking blue berries
White Keds worn on our feet
Baby sitting for twenty-five cents an hour, considered a treat.
Is the Summer Solstice Silly?
Well, we still can have fun.
A vacation, or staycation, not to offend anyone.
The feverish dog days of summer are coming,
Steering wheels burn hands and flip-flops sting feet.
The latest CBS bulletin; we won’t enjoy more sun,
But will miss the needed sleep.
Not to worry, on/off button is in the future
And they make covers for hot leather car seats.
. . . . just saying
this is so sweet! I hope you have a wonderful summer, in every way. 🙂
This poem strikes the right tone for the beginning of summer…well done.
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Like it. Brought back memories. I grew up in the Bronx so the sprinkler in the park and hanging on Tar Beach with my friends.
I was born in the Bronx but moved to Long Island at 2 yrs. Once a New Yorker always a New Yorker, I still call it home.
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I love your poems!
Thank you, thank you! As a matter of fact your praise spurred this latest series, Silly Poems, It is a challenge. . . just saying