Inhale:
warm breeze,
fresh cut grass,
a neighbor grilling steaks,
lilac bushes in full bloom-
Listen:
crickets chirping,
a dog barking in the distance,
the ice cream truck lingers, then drives on.
my teenagers arguing about who’s wearing whose shorts-
The scents and sounds of summer are finally upon us.
You hooked me in with ‘warm breeze’
Lovely words and a great poem. Thanks.