Mid-Winter Mid-Summer Stroll

Happy Halfway through January. Already?!!

This poem was first inspired by yesterday's sunshine 

pouring through the flowering maple

at the back door...

Let’s pretend it’s mid-July

Sprawl beneath the sun-stoked sky

Let’s pretend a butterfly

Flitting plume to plume

Let’s pretend a garden path

Warm with winter’s aftermath

Fringed with ardent autograph

Of sunflow’rs in bloom

Let’s pretend pink lemonade

Blankets tossed on pools of shade

Cricket and leaf serenade

Backyard getaway

Book and hammock luxury

Picnic basket poetry

Bare foot banter fancy-free

Winter f-a-a-r away

Let’s pretend end of a dock

Sunsets after nine o’ clock

Nose to nose with hollyhock

Hello, honey-bee

Let’s pretend bright greens and golds

Where the countryside unfolds

Hill and hollow wonder-wolds

Far as eye can see

Let’s pretend a summer stroll

On the beach where sea-songs roll

Over feet and through the soul

Weather forecast, hot

Let’s pretend its mid-July

Lounge beneath its sapphire sky

Kick off shoes and…b-r-r-r! oh my!

On second thought, let’s not!

© Janet Martin