Swoon
Swoon to the setting sun on a balmy day in June
Let your Keds glide like a trapeze on the porch swing
Creamsicle melts before I can finish it....stick tossed
Bowl of orange sherbert sitting n a patio table
I grab a spoon and scoop a bit before anybody sees
Orange treat cools my lips, but the one in the sky is beating down on me real quick
Cousins and grandkids running in the grass
Sitting up on this porch with the elders is a fine place to rest my soul
Children's laughter are like memories of my own in days gone by when I wasn't so old
Stars and fireflies transfer across the night sky, as if a whistler above were blowing them by
Porch-light goes on before too long
My distant cousin thinks he's a troubadour and sings a song
He ain't no Dylan, Havens or Ochs
But, at least he can carry a good note
Grands on both sides of the tree of harmony talk with grace
My branch of this tree is n the middle of the bark
Not a seedling or Redwood is what I'm talking about
Set here with eyes closed I swoon with the moon, for the jingle of the heavens never comes too soon
Swoon...............
- A.H. Scott
6/21/12
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