Comments about Edmond Clay
Fresh Mown Lawns
Fresh mown lawns in balmy summer air
drifting into sunsets, youthful days forever
Calm the trepid heart, full and brisk today
The time with you on tender looks and hooks.
My full-sworn heart glides in perfect time.
I cannot go back nor could I have stayed
In your arms I found, forever loves embrace
And now on painted stoop, I sit and dream
In days of fresh mown lawns and balmy summer air.