Summertime

Before air conditioning was a thing

all doors and windows were open

In the hall a box fan stirred the air

moved it to the kitchen for supper

Pulled weeds, hoed the garden

picked worms from off the vines

Rode bikes, played in the sprinkler

sat in the front yard after dark

Drank nickel root beer in frosty mugs

chewed popsicle sticks until the flavor’s gone

Drove with all the windows down

angled the wing to pull in air

Cruised in the country on gravel roads

watched your rooster tail bloom behind

8-10-20