Barmy summer evenings
Beside a swollen lake
Swarms of tiny insect life
Advance on Auntie’s cake
Cowslips show their colours
Between a mat of green
While spiders spin their cobwebs
In the Hawthorne quite unseen
With tartan rugs to sit on
A hamper full of fare
Laid back to watch the clouds go by
Without a single care
The ripples on the water
As fish come up for knat’s
Field mice run for cover
Being chased by Auntie’s cats
Another chocolate muffin
With homemade lemonade
Preferred to buttered cherry cake
The ants had now waylaid
On barmy summer evenings
I now think of those days
When pleasures cost so little
And came in many ways
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
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