Sound of splashing in the pool
Early swim begins the day
Across the road loud lawnmower whirrs
Rains of late made grasses grow
Radiant flowers everywhere
Quietly bloom each one a song
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Beautiful tableau, Ina.
Thank you, Dennis.
Most welcome
Once again-I love your knack for capturing a moment in time. It makes me smile.
Thanks for your lovely comment. I’m glad I make you smile. 🙂
Those wonderful sounds of summer, I can see it all!
🙂
This made me smile
Thanks for telling me. 🙂
Those are definitely the sounds of lazy summer days Ina 🙂
Thanks for your comment. 🙂
I could feel summer. 🙂 Beautiful!
Thank you. 🙂