It’s been some time since last I scrunched those blades
of summer grass, dew-drenched beneath my feet,
Yet mem’ries still live, verdant, but now shades
of what was once renewal, soul’s retreat.
I’d wake before the dawn to catch the sweet,
pre-sunrise moments, as the world still slept,
For then, unblemished by the day’s entreats,
I did wander free on ground unstepped.
Of sorrows, joys, a challenge to accept,
Of soul’s contentment, happinesses found,
Of children living lives, of promise kept,
these all were pondered as I trod this ground.
I miss those summer morns upon this spanse,
Remembered well, recalled, through photo’s glance.
Photo a Friday: #Sun