(Un)Ode to the Sun
It’s summer time. Summer is always a good time to slow down, write some poetry, and wax rhapsodic. Here’s my stab at a little summer time poetry:
In the dog days of summer
when my kids are tired, sweaty, whining, crying
you smile at me from above.
I hear you laughing.
“Enjoy this beautiful day,” you whisper.
“I’ll be back tomorrow.”
I find myself crossing my fingers for clouds.
Maybe a little rain.
A thunderstorm or two.
That way, I can say,
“Oops, sorry. We can’t go outside today.”
But still you return.
Because of you, there are thousands of extra steps:
sunscreen that’s too thick
hats no one wants to wear
pools with splashing kids
sunglasses that don’t fit.
Yet they love you.
They search for you.
They yearn for you.
“But the sun is shining!”
“It’s a beautiful day.”
I see what you’ve done there,
siren of the sky.
Great poem. Sometimes it is just easier to say “Stay inside” to avoid all the extra steps. But they sure do love being out there, don’t they? 😉 We’ve been having some rainy overcasty days, looking forward to the sun’s arrival so we can visit all the biergartens here in Germany. Have an awesome weekend!
Your poem and mine are yin and yang! Send some of that sunshine my way!
I love your poem. I get it. Some days, inside is just easier. So much easier. Great poem!!
Great job. We have had our share of rain but the sun has been blazing today.