Sunday, June 23, 2013

Three Summer Poems

through rain again
the wet grass too high
dreams of desert sunshine


birdsong from the tree
a little empty nest
jeans full of poems


graduation party
going with the musicians
singing the old songs

2 comments:

  1. Lorna, your second poem is delightful.

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  2. I love the old songs best! Songs from my parents' day, the music I was raised on.

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