Summer if I could put you in the pocket of my jeans
I would take the way the sun shines through my dad’s fresh garden peas.
Then I’d grab the smell of green grass and the sky a vivid blue
I’d leave behind misquotes and I’d forget my shoes.
And oh, if I could catch you under an old mason jar lid
I’d be sure grab a baseball and the sprinklers for the kids.
Then I’d saddle up the horses and put the cattle out to graze
because I need my ponies ready at the end of long, hot days.
We’ve talked about this summer, how you come and go too fast
and I’d like to find a way to hold on tight and make it last.
So summer, I have warned you that I might just catch your light
and keep you by my bedside for those long December nights.
beautiful!
more amazing things coming from the ranch .. always enjoy reading ..
bottle some up for me too!
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