Summer's Warm August Sunshine
By, Cheryl Harwell Bailey

Watering my flowers today, I beheld a thrilling sight.
 A "family"of deer. Papa Buck, Mama Doe, & Bitty Baby Bambi. 
They were so close, but didn't see me.
 A tiny cotton-tailed Bunny raced away from the water hose.
 Above me, a nest of chirping Robin chicks, beaks opened wide for Mama's worms.
The "Butterfly Bush," so graciously given to me, and planted by my son-in-love,
 is smothered in "Butterflies." Naturally!
The "Hummingbirds," have almost drained the feeders. Again!
 All the trees are green, lush.

 I know the summer will be ending soon,
 but I am living in the warmth of its miracle, as I watch the sparkling sunshine.
 This day reminds me of a poem, by "K. Pyle."

                                                                                          

Deep in the wood I made a house

Where no one knew the way;

I carpeted the floor with moss,

And there I loved to play.

I heard the bubbling of the brook;

At times an acorn fell,

Deep in the lonely dell.

I set a rock with acorn cups,

So quietly I played.

A rabbit hopped across the moss

And did not seem afraid.

That night before I went to bed

I at my window stood.

And thought how dark my house must be

Down in the lonesome wood.