Blue
In the back
on the bench swing
we doze
In the heat
into dreams
we see
Above in green
of the canopy
leaves flicker
In the shadows
on the branch
squirrel chatters
At the robin
in its nest
chicks bobbing
In the light
in the blue
sky peeks through.
Doodle, Photos, and Poetry by Sheri
This post is part of the 2018 Summer #WriteOut in places, parks, poetry, and doodles with #Clmooc. Learn more at CLmooc blog and National Writing Project / National Park Service WriteOut