A Sunny Day Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

When the sun is shining I can not stay inside
It is out of doors that I want to reside
The housework and necessary chores will wait
Don’t hold me back, I am charging the gate

Of course I mustn’t forget my wide brimmed hat
And a liberal application of sunscreen… Splat!
I enjoy mowing and tending to my garden flowers
Nothing compares; it gives me pleasure for hours

Too bad I am reminiscing and having these thoughts
Releasing a summer dream is leaving me distraught
Today I will finish raking the dead brittle brown leaves
Cold gusts of wind and intermittent flakes are thieves

The sun is shining and it is a knit scarf I now wear
A hefty jacket and gloves cover skin that was bare
Dry stems with seeded heads fill the yard waste bin
Soon blizzard snows will freeze my hemoglobin