Summer Poem by Patrick Ivey

A Lazy Summers Day

As summer opens before us.
Behind us spring must close.
The grass grows tall.
The lawnmower stalls.
But that's how summer goes.

The garden is going strong now.
The flowers are in full bloom.
Father's in his favorite outside chair.
On this summers afternoon.

Mother's making lemonade.
The dog runs around the yard.
The sun shines warm, and soothes the skin.
The wind blows, But not to hard.

I can smell the neighbors barbecue.
I can see their kids at play.
And hear their laughter fill the air.
On a lazy summers day.

With the evening comes the beauty of sunset.
Then the stars all come out bright.
And few times will you ever sleep in peace.
Like on a quite summers night.

My dreams are filled with good thoughts.
And memories of the passing day.
But mostly of the morning to come.
And the hope that summer is hear to stay.

by Patrick G. Ivey

1980