Jim Milks

Rookie - 0 Points (2/7/1966 / Boston)

This Is What Summer Means To Me - Poem by Jim Milks

A warm summer day
without a cloud in sight
A baby bird
Taking its first flight
This is what summer means to me

Trees full of leaves
Giving me shade
My dad and I
Fishing in the glade
This is what summer means to me

Watching my daughter
Play on her slide
And how She will never
Want to come inside
This is what summer means to me

See how she enjoys the day
Until the very last
Just like me as a child
Long ago in the past
This is what summer means to me

The distant roar
Of a neighbors lawn mower
Unruly grass be gone
For ever more
This is what summer means to me

The smell of charcoal
And good friends all around
Birds singing in the trees
What a lovely sound
This is what summer means to me


© JPM 5/25/2008


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 25, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, July 21, 2008


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