we drank the summer up like orange soda,
orangeade, I'm in the shade
with an ice cream spade
and its cherry vanilla all
up at the villa for my sister and I
and we're too little
to eat peanut brittle
or sip some coffee
so we settle for toffee
in little bits
and lots of fizz
you know how it is
in the coke that's floats
on the fourth of july
when we play I spy
and lots of things
and the zither that sings
about diamond rings
and mockingbirds
and have you heard
I'm the jumping rope queen
in all of my dreams
and the dust flies high
till it coats the sky
like the wizard of Oz
when the cyclone came
in our Mary Jane's
(patent leather shoes)
we'll travel there
to gather news
and have room to spare
for another summer
that's fingerpaint green
as my mother would say
le creme de la cream.
mary angela douglass 28 september 2022;21 february 2023
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