Lazy days of summer 2025
Lazy days, and I don’t mind,
feet on the step, leaving clocks behind,
ice in the glass, shade on my face,
the world spins slow in this sleepy place.
Flowers bloom, their happy scent divine,
my darling summer days, you’re mine.
To sit, to laze, to dance, to sing,
to watch the birds and beauty they bring.
Washing lines sway, bees hum along,
half-finished thoughts in a half-sung song,
the heat’s too soft to stir up care,
and I’m too still to go anywhere.
Friends drop by, or maybe not,
I’ve got myself, and that’s a lot.
The sun rolls on, the hours stay kind,
I’ll catch tomorrow, when I’ve a mind
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (4)
Love, I found myself in a similar summer mood :)
'Friends drop by, or maybe not, I’ve got myself, and that’s a lot.' We need this attitude.
What a perfect way to describe summer at any time. Great job.
This was fun & upbeat! Awesome work Marie!