Summertime

and the livin’ is easy

Across the shimmering
blacktop parking lot
& the crisp, wilted lawn
swelter & sweat
step by step
into the park.

The children run
undaunted
on the dappled bank. Ducks
scatter before them.
Burgers sweat &
fat flares on the coals.
Fathers pour beer
on the flames while
women fan & talk
around tables
of potato salad.
Radios pause
to lament the weather,
another scorcher.
Somewhere
lawnmowers sputter
& gardens are watered.
The park is a labor
of defiant celebration
a sotherner’s acceptance
of summer’s warm embrace
the watermelon reward
of a hot June afternoon.

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