sunday morning on the patio

 

i remember one summer i went to a camp   there was

a lake   and a raft on the lake we swam to 

we took life-saving class   there were some sails boats 

 

that some of the kids used   some kids rode horses   

some did something called indian lore   

i was a little lost   i never new what to do   i made lanyards   

 

but none of that is very clear   it's a little dreamy   

what is clear is that on sunday mornings

we walked to a clearing in the woods and had vespers

 

i didn't know what vespers were   i'm not sure

i know now   but the sky was blue and there was birdsong

and the words were nice   this morning on patio   

 

with colin and colin's grandfather and marketa it's quiet   

and it reminds of those sunday mornings very much

 

 

 

 

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Written on 2019-08-25 at 18:53

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