Barefoot through grass when I was a boy
A stick on a string my only toy
Speeding past Grandma’s chicken coop
Toes squishing rooster poop
Days of summer simmer my heart
Shade and shadows by an old flower cart
‘Twas when lad and summer played as one
Carefully nurtured by old man Sun
Loose Laces 
Nice memory, my friend. 🙂
xo
Having a bit of fun with early summer.
Thanks, Jola. 🙂
Summetime as a kid were always a blast. Being outside doing stupid kid things. Damming the stream, riding bikes and going on a vacation to someplace new. Yup, good times.
We were too poor for vacations and I didn’t have a nearby stream for most of those years but the woods and fields got plenty of attention. Old barns were a favorite play place.
Thanks, Mark.