corn rows hugging
once barrren streets
thyme from a garden
completing fresh steaks
toes in the grass
between precious bare feet
fireflies shoot rays of
hope through the heat
a time for growth
and renewal of land
a time for rest
and His shade on my hand
a time for propping
plump tomatoes on vines
a time to hug my kids
who are home and all mine
“Be happy, young man, while you are young,
and let your heart give you joy in the days of your youth.”
~Ecclesiastes 11:9
This post was written for the One Word at a Time blog carnival on “summer,” and for Chatting at the Sky’s Tuesday’s Unwrapped.
