The Bummer of Summer

So many thoughts, dreams, and ideas I insist...

so few minutes, opportunities and obstacles to list. To be free with potential untapped or unused...is to pass, to forfeit, in the end no amuse.

The last day of August always makes me look back...at the sunshine, sunsets, the family and friends.

I will miss the warmth of the sun as fall drops...

as the 'Iguana on a' hibernates on her rock.

The frost in the air, the chill, and the rain...

makes me long for cosey fires...but the beach always AGAIN!

Back to you...

On and On

-On and On 'til the break of dawn...
with '74 decorations and a fuckin' lamp on
-The time, the trouble, the energy spent...
to annoy, antagonize, aggrivate and just vent.
-Knowing the rise eventually to receive...
makes the challenge of bother...
a prize to deceive.
-To engulf, to employ, to use as a friend...
any type of enforcement though soon they won't send.
-The boy who cried wolf was not even believed...
rather bewildered, confused and then had to leave.
-The behavior, the tricks, the deciet don't you know...
always catch us sometime in life as we grow.

Volume II is in store don't fret oh so near...
but for now, always tired and sore do I fear.

Baby Boy

My second son has been such a joy each and every day...

the same as my first with similiar but different ways.

Timid, a thinker, an observer at that...

strong willed, a bit stubborn but as sweet as Dad.

He, I always pictured in my life but thought I was doomed...

from the pain and non-stop surgeries that constantly loomed.

I made it through, although 10 years brings change...

on top of the ass, pregnancy brought on additionally exaggerated aches and pains.

An emergency c-section was not the plan,

but my son was born healthy and I made it through again.

To my face each day he and his brother bring me a smile,

as I reflect on how much I love them and how worth each mile!

Camp

I am missing my oldest who is off at camp,my son...
for the first time away and hopefully having fun.
Learning new things, becoming more independent...
with childhood fleeting like it came and just went.
I remember the day he was born, on my due date in fact...
though stars I did see... my ass still in tact.
The things he has taught me, invaluable you know...
the children have wisdom not clouded or slow.
They are quick to say what they feel or they see...
and the frankness and truth,
are sometimes shocking though free!
His first time away, anxiously awaiting his ring,
to hear what he says and to hear what he sings.
Are they nice, behaved, and the germs all in check...
and...are they at 11 swapping the deck?
Is it fun, did he find something new he likes to do...
is he homesick, made friends and please not feeling blue.
I miss him, he's calling tomorrow indeed...
with smiles and positives I'll be waiting to see!
TC

The Beach

Missing the beach so soon the second I laid in my room.

Although, wiped out and always tired...

I trudged through while still on fire!

The beach , the dunes, the cottages, the view...

so peaceful and breezey to good to be true.

I look around to capture the scenes...

the feelings one gets you know what I mean.

Kelli O

Kelli O'Donnell...r family week!

Very nice of her to take the pic...and thanks for the hadIT's and twisty guys!

PTOWN

Nothing like the real beach.

Nothing like the end of the road.

Nothing like the breeze and pine trees...

if only in time I could freeze.

Nothing like the sun, and Pier alike...

Nothing like the narrow streets and all the many bikes.

Did I forget to mention the beauty of the grassy Dunes...

or how much it plays my favorite tune?