Dirt, knees blown out of
my jeans from digging it.
(Mom had to buy
“ToughSkins”
to keep me from ruining them)
Soccer, lemonade
Kittens & Poodle
Tree House Fort
Cicada swarm hatching
Scaling the trees
Ready to turn from green
to chocolate brown
A Texas thunderstorm watched
from the porch swing
As childhood fades
with this old age
It seems like I remember—
It’s Always Summer
in the Backyard