Summer

The carp rise to the top
and a turtle is sunning on a log
a hot summer day to share
perfect if you were here.

Birds going about their day,
finding seed and gathering hay,
preparing to nest once more
as the weather has more sun
in store.

There is so much to do
 I just daydream here of you,
a smile upon your face and
a warm touch of your embrace.

The trees barely give shade
it is hot and hotter by the day,
sometimes I am feeling my age
until I look back and engage.

Blocking the trials of life
only allowing what feels right,
visions to compliment the day
you and I and a glass of lemonade.