An Afternoon

Something I came up with sitting on my porch in the afternoon.

Tick tock on noonday

Buzzed sounds upon grass

Fields of sunshine dazzling

Rows of common folk

All lives rolled in one

Down in this paradise

We call it home

A solemn refuge

Sunlight piercing away

Rolling out the plains

All lined this path

The weight of life here

And it all plays out

Strolling into the noonday

 

8/7/2024