Small and Simple Summer

The sweet smell of rain

and the cold touch of wet grass

on bare feet.

Watching a small plant

grow and finally burst forth

its first bloom.

The loud, rhythmic sound of a

lawn mower.

The soft wisp of a startled

sparrow taking flight.

Coming in from a hot day

and feeling the cold

air on your sun baked body.

The rush of a sudden breeze

whipping your limp hair

from your face.

The whizz of bike wheels

as a child speeds up to catch

friends ahead.

The cool, drippy popsicle

that parches even the most

dry of mouths.

Waking up late and,

knowing you have no where to

go or be,

turning over and

drifting back to my favorite

place--dream land.

The best of all these great things:

being with those

that you care for most.

Family and Friends.