We
frolic
in summer
We don’t worry
our river is home
My brother rows our boat
mothers picnic basket full
wild iris grow by the river
swallows glide on thermals high above
summer over our river keeps rolling…
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Summer is definitely my favorite season! Love seeing one show up for Tanka Tuesday after all these wintry ones of January and February.
Thanks for that, hopefully it won’t be long getting here…
What a lovely description of summer. I could see it all through your poetic eyes, Anita. Just lovely. <3
We thank you for your lovely comments, Colleen…
Always, my friends. <3
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Me too!
Oh how this makes me long for summer. :-)
Same here…
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