A breath of summer

September 26, 2017  •  4 Comments

 

Imagine you wake up 
with a second chance: The blue jay 
hawks his pretty wares 
and the oak still stands, spreading 
glorious shade. If you don't look back, 

the future never happens. 
How good to rise in sunlight, 
in the prodigal smell of biscuits - 
eggs and sausage on the grill. 
The whole sky is yours 

to write on, blown open 
to a blank page. Come on, 
shake a leg! You'll never know 
who's down there, frying those eggs, 
if you don't get up and see.

--Dawn Revisited, Rita Dove


Comments

Peggy
The pop of the orange canoe makes this photo so lovely.
Betsey(non-registered)
September bliss.
Beth(non-registered)
The epitome of a childhood summer well spent.
John(non-registered)
A timeless photo... Precious memories being made
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