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Friday Morning--Coming Down
by Jeanne E Webster 
08/19/11
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©Jeanne E. Webster

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Enjoying a swing on the patio

Sitting in our little "Rose Garden"

Looking at that pale blue sky

Rainís gone now, Iíll pardon

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Blurred with white chalky scrapes

Overhead is a see-through image

Last nightís leftover half-moon

Must 'a lost the rest in scrimmage

~

Hummingbirds all a' squeak

A winged rush hour traffic jam

Zooming like mad robotic bees

Deftly loving the ambrosial jamb

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Gum trees shake off their sleep

Casting shade all over the hills

Cicada males not yet awake

Dreaming of their mating shrills

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Melodious call of an oriole male

Not yet sipping of my nectar

Crepe myrtle in fuchsia regalia

Rose petals, the sun rays detector

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A blue jay is squaring off afar

Probably out protecting his mate

Neighborhood roosters a' crowing

Pleased that the showers did vacate

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A dull thumping of railroad cars

Mulishly moving down the tracks

Loaded with sooty coal, I guess

Heading up north, a' clickity-clack

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A hummer just flew past my nose

Stopped on a dime then returned

Saw my bright red shirt, I reckon

Inching closer, drooled and yearned

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Ready to propel even closer now

Till I uttered, "I donít think so!"

Off it flew with a squeak and snip,

In a blaze of its slinky chapeau

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Bathed my two Cavalier Spaniels

Got my front end as wet as they

But I canít run around the yard

And shake off and loudly bray

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Certainly I knew I had better not

What would the neighbors think?

An old lady romping with dogs

Surely needs to visit a shrink

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But when those baths are done

Oh, to become a little girl again

Iíd chase my tail and play dog

Bark and run after the mailmen

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Iíd dance the day away... maybe

But Iím afraid this tired ole body

Would give out fast and furious

Put me to bed with a hot toddy

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My knees would grate and grit

My hips would start to grumble

The hard ground would beckon

And I'd surely take a tumble

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But jes' for the tiniest moment

I would be all tickled and pink

For I'd soon be soaring home

In just about forty odd winks!


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Dicky To 20 Aug 2011
I saw and felt the imagery of life! Thank you Jeanne.




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