Summer

These days are the ones we have longed for
throughout the rainy months~
These are the perfect sunny moments
buoyed by breeze and birdsong.

I delight in the freedom of summer
and yet
there lurks beneath my ease
a sense of duty unfulfilled.

Am I too comfortable?
Where does this private urgency
reside?

Serenity would be the real gift.

These perfect summer days
bring together past, present and future
as I remember crocheting with my Grandmother,
swimming with my babies,
mowing the lawn while keeping an eye
on the sandbox... delighting in full moons
and fireflies.

Now I feel my heart's mobility
as the future begs my time.
Ambivalence is the cat
that purrs with contentment
one minute and stalks a bird the next.

Who is this summertime self
when the kids are out of the house?