Sixties Summer Day Sonnet
Uploaded by lmmu on May 25, 2007
The sun rises for a new summer day.
School has ended, but now the real work starts.
In the garden, the children have their parts:
Mowing or weeding or shoveling hay,
Canning or watering-not time to play.
Coffee cans of water carried on carts,
But one can per plant; this wasn’t the arts.
And if told instructions, always obey.
Of course, there always were dangers one faced:
Homicidal mowers or hiding snakes.
But those two were easy if one were braced.
Also, there were many broken nail flakes.
With much to do, what was needed was haste;
All a part of sixties summer day aches.