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.