“Go out and play,”
Was my mother’s favourite refrain in the summer
So dutifully (as if I had a choice)
I would place a book under my shirt and in the waist of my shorts
And skulk out of the house, away from the big brown chair
I had adopted as my own and
climb my favourite tree
Then nestle into the crook of three thick branches
where the bark was smooth and welcoming~
I would while away the summer days
Shaded by the leaves; hidden in my lair
And go on adventures without setting foot on the ground.
Summer memories……………….
I am so enjoying these summer memories, LouAnn.
yay!
Oh it sounds so lovely ~ wonder if I could find a tree today to read in as well! Breezes are so cool today ~ it’s the perfect reading weather outside.
enjoy!
I can’t imagine a more perfect way to spend an afternoon – hidden in the crook of a tree with a book..perfect!
I knew you would understand
I love your summers, big fan of hiding away with a book! 😀
Cheers
Choc Chip Uru
they were carefree and I did not know it!
What a delightful memory!
it certainly is
I loved that tree….was a reading nook for you and a climbing apparatus for me! Love these summer memory poems.
thanks Peg–I remember going to Sue’s house and checking it out–it is no longer there nor is our house really
😥
This put a smile on my face. 😀
then my work here is done
Beautiful…you have taken me back again LouAnn
thanks David–memories of childhood are precious for some of us–I am so sorry for those who do not have them