Granparents have a natural flair for creating family gatherings that become beautiful memories to reflect upon years later.
Happy Days
Summers breeze in lush fluttering leaves,
homemade lemonade, strawberry ice cream;
dappled shade under fruiting cherry trees:
still there, your old rickety rocking chair
and that aged, month eaten straw boater hat,
memories spill of mouth watering fare:
squeals of laughter riding the garden gate
dip in, dip out of a cold lawn sprinkler;
fine innocence of a summer's portrait.
fine innocence of a summer's portrait.
© Julian Clarke 2016
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what a lovely portrait, you have framed it well
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Thank you so much Gillena for your comment.
DeleteWhat rich memories....I am there swinging in and out on that gate with you!
ReplyDeleteDonna, thank you for your kind comment.
DeleteYou take me back to memories of my own childhood summers....just lovely!
ReplyDeleteThankyou Sherry for commenting, very much appreciated.
DeleteOh how poignant. The rocking chair, the thoughts of homemade lemonade. You have definitely evoked that time of childhood in a lovely way.
ReplyDeleteThe idea of capturing those care free days was the image I was trying to paint with words. Thankyou for your kind comment
DeleteI can hear the squeals of the kids laughter even now! Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteHello Old Egg, some of those squeals where really quite raucous too.
Deletecould feel the warmth in every line...
ReplyDeleteThankyou Sumana, so pleased you could feel an aspect what I was trying to convey.
DeleteThat stirred some lovely memories of my own.
ReplyDeleteRosemary, thankyou so much for your comment
DeleteThis is how summers should be... lovely.
ReplyDeleteyour comments much appreciated brudberg
DeleteLovely description of Summer in your verse :D
ReplyDeleteHello Sanaa, thankyou for dropping by and taking time leave your kind comment.
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