Summer’s onslaught edging into May
bakes this swampy yard.
levels out the day outside
and the guest room has a bed and fan
cool as petals on the water
…the mind is groggy old…it’s true
but no matter what they say
about the sky outside
the sky outside is perfect blue
and a vision of the window melts away
as cool cool feelings slide into their dream.
If youth was just the milk and curds
old age is the butter
and the cream…