On summer

corn rows hugging 

 

once barrren streets

thyme from a garden

completing fresh steaks

toes in the grass

between precious bare feet

fireflies shoot rays of

hope through the heat

a time for growth

and renewal of land

a time for rest

and His shade on my hand

a time for propping

plump tomatoes on vines

a time to hug my kids

who are home and all mine

 “Be happy, young man, while you are young,
       and let your heart give you joy in the days of your youth.”

~Ecclesiastes 11:9

This post was written for the One Word at a Time blog carnival on “summer,” and for Chatting at the Sky’s Tuesday’s Unwrapped.

12 thoughts on “On summer

  1. Lovely. Takes me back to growing up on my grandparents’ dairy farm where we played hide and seek in the corn fields, camped by the creek, and walked the beams in the barn above the hay mound.

    1. Just for the record, I didn’t take the firefly pic or the one of the corn–just found them on Google Images. 🙂 But they are awfully cool, and there were so many flying around the backyard last night, it was breathtaking. Blips of light breaking up the darkness. Love the metaphor of those sweet little things. 🙂

  2. Amazing pics, Amy. I’m thankful my kiddos still want to snuggle… but I know it could change at any moment. It’s funny to hug my baby boy who towers over me!

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