Days in the Shade
Days in the Shade
by Danny C. Wash
Shade, shade, wonderful shade
on a hot day in a lawn chair with lemonade.
An oak tree or an elm tree will do just fine
as long as it blocks the sun it can even be pine.
The tree absorbs the rays of the hot summer sun
while we rest under it just having some fun.
The children are playing on the green grassy glade,
while dogs are barking at a cow who is unafraid
as she stands at the edge of the grass eating clover.
The kids are playing the old game called red rover.
They yell,“Red rover, red rover let Mat come over.”
As the day lazies away, we snooze and snore and little more
thinking of things we should do but will probably ignore.
The sun is drifting down below the trees as darkness grows.
The cooler summer evening breeze gently blows
away the heat from the day, as we watch some crows
fly into the darkening sky to where, no one knows.
We gather our gear and begin to trudge toward the gate
to our yard from the meadow below, knowing it is late
and the children are ready for a bath and to be fed,
beg from us a bedtime story, then head upstairs for bed.
Days in the shade like today are a splendid treasure
and are joyful loving memories beyond all measure.
Shade, shade wonderful shade, what a great pleasure.
