sunday morning on the patio
i remember one summer i went to a camp there was
a lake and a raft on the lake we swam to
we took life-saving class there were some sails boats
that some of the kids used some kids rode horses
some did something called indian lore
i was a little lost i never new what to do i made lanyards
but none of that is very clear it's a little dreamy
what is clear is that on sunday mornings
we walked to a clearing in the woods and had vespers
i didn't know what vespers were i'm not sure
i know now but the sky was blue and there was birdsong
and the words were nice this morning on patio
with colin and colin's grandfather and marketa it's quiet
and it reminds of those sunday mornings very much
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Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2019-08-25 at 18:53
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