Poetry Thursday, Summertime in Texas
Summertime in Texas
The rains of June abated
And the sun is hangin' high
Green grasshoppers and crickets
Chirp and sing as I pass by
Tomato leaves are wilted
Crepe myrtle bright and red
Grass is brown and dusty
Needs water to be fed
‘ssippi kites soar above us
Scissor-tails are catchin' bugs
Clouds racing toward the east
As if on magic rugs
Soft nights with starlight shinin'
Scents of mown hay all around
Picnic baskets full of chicken
Quilted pallets on the ground
Hot and bakin’ in the summer
Sometimes not a breath of air
Lightening flashin’, thunder rollin’
Texas, join us if you dare
Want to participate in my drawing?? Click here to win "My Mother's Garden".
The rains of June abated
And the sun is hangin' high
Green grasshoppers and crickets
Chirp and sing as I pass by
Tomato leaves are wilted
Crepe myrtle bright and red
Grass is brown and dusty
Needs water to be fed
‘ssippi kites soar above us
Scissor-tails are catchin' bugs
Clouds racing toward the east
As if on magic rugs
Soft nights with starlight shinin'
Scents of mown hay all around
Picnic baskets full of chicken
Quilted pallets on the ground
Hot and bakin’ in the summer
Sometimes not a breath of air
Lightening flashin’, thunder rollin’
Texas, join us if you dare
Want to participate in my drawing?? Click here to win "My Mother's Garden".
Comments
xo
Blue
My (paternal) grandmother (90 this year) lives in De Leon and tons of kin are scattered throughout Comanche County and beyond. (I'm in the Pacific Northwest.)
Great line..
LOVE your poem! :o)