Summerwe walk the concreteMe, Sukie and Laconyawith dusty feetmidriff topscutoff shortsPast knee high grasspurple and fuchsia wildflowersJune bugsLiberate blackberries from the vine-- “Don’t worry ‘bout no snakes.”Join a gathering of elderseighteen to twenty-fiveA lean, ebony saplinggrins white and goldhe shares his forty with usAnother, watermelonThe sun tucks itself inIn youthful innocencewe await tomorrowDo it all over againCopyright 2007 Valjeanne Jeffers-Thompson all rights reservedThis poem was first published inThe Ringing Ear: Black Poets Lean South 2007 (anthology)
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