hot sweaty body,
dirt between my toes,
smears from a grubby hand
brushing away mosquitoes
up one leg, down an arm
and across my cheek,
tired sore muscles and
satisfaction of hard physical work
bring a garden of beauty to life
ahh - body memories
cold clear water from
swimming pools, mountain streams,
blueberry picking time,
one eye alert for bears,
the other on ice cream buckets
slowly filling with blue fragrance,
car trips and camping expeditions,
adventures with children,
backyard barbeques of chicken
with secret sauce,
fresh buttered ears of corn,
big pitchers of minted tea
evening loon calls
under star-studded skies,
full days of paddling a canoe,
flea market bargins
repaired and stripped of paint,
frosty tall glasses of lemonade,
nine months pregnant,
ripe red tomatos, sweet basil,
yellow squash fried up with
onions and fresh dill
lazy summer days,
it seemed
they'd last forever
and forever
from Waiting for the Heat to Pass,
Elizabeth
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