"Alabama Summer"

August 13, 2018

Sweet scents, sticky heat, the swiftly passing spring

Blackberries litter brambles, in crumbles and pies

Stain grinning mouths purple, violet with laughter

Cotton spinning, weaving, giving steam rise

Honey bees buzz, turn pollen into golden tears

Sweeten teas, salve burns, glisten in the summer light

Butterflies flit in fields, gently perched on flowers

Tawny wings flutter, so graceful in flight

Tambourines ring, thumping to the beat

Feet tap the floor, light as a feather

Laughter sings, they square dance in the street

Lowe Mill, Dallas Mill, Lincoln Mill, together

Blurs of yellow and red, yellowhammers fly past

Goldenrods wave, dancing in the grass

The wind whispers, saying it’s gone too fast

Alabama’s summer ends at last