End of Summer

[edsiejka]

We were home
On an innocent summer afternoon
And for a day we pushed our problems aside
The almanac promised a clear day, highs in the eighties
Instead it was muggy and hot in the low nineties
After lunch the three of us
Took a slow walk under the summer sun
Coming home we went our separate ways
My son to the living room
Wife upstairs and
I to the den
Where I fell into a deep sleep
My body sinking into the sofa.

A faint breeze circulated through the house
Suddenly a yellow light woke me up
The skies suddenly darkened
Then thunder
Followed by heavy rain
It was a summer storm
Sudden it its ferocity
And intensity.

Groggy
I woke up
Barefoot
Breathless
Joining my wife and son
Running out to bring in the lawn cushions
In the rain we
Laughed
Made loud noises
Threw cushions around
Shrieked
To our hearts content
Glad to be together again
Because of a summer storm.

[dadio]

This is really good. A journey made and shared; a life lived and enjoyed.

[sweetwater]

i like the rain too
great poem