Summer's Child

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 14, 2016

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Steel fan rattles in its cage.

Warm air shuttles about the room.

The dark sky cannot hold the heat and dancing fingers of lightening plays in the far side of the field.

The last vestige of coolness from the garden hose slips away.

Droplets of sweat run about the smooth skin of my narrow chest

Tomorrow I will jump and splash the lake into the sun until the world is crystal and rainbows

Butter pecan cones will send delicious shivers from head to toe.

So much joy to come but it is too hot for the night to hurry along and the dark cares nothing about things of the light.

At last day comes and I swing my leg off the bed to leap into the day.

But my legs do not dangle and my feet rest on the floor.

Conditioned air blows the hairs on my chest.

I am a man and all is gone.

The night,

The heat,

The dream,

The boy,

The joy.

I am  a man.


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