Summer Sway

The summer breeze washes over me,
Creaking windows as a storm comes and winds blow.
The orange and red smeared skies tease the clouds,
Daring them to blotch out the warm rays.  

Rolling grass sway and wave, grasping for drops of moisture.  
Tree branches rock back and forth, dancing in the moment.

Time swirls around, losing track of where it is.  
Perceptions of the day are lost, the humidity and heat dazing.

Its the Season of Love, so the daily horoscope says.
Its another day for the pool and the beach, so the weather channel says.
Its another day inside the house as the blaze creeps closer.

Radio plays its tunes, a chair set up with a glass of lemonade sits nearby.
Neighbor's child laughs as her dog does tricks and plays fetch.

The familiar pitter patter of rain approaches,
The noise of droplets pounding away at the pavement resound.
A gentle mist rises as water and hotness meet.

Ever splashing.  Ever Splashing
Awaken from the dream.  
Greet the day.