Summer Supper

April 30, 2012
By Anonymous

A sweet summer breeze
singing in the trees.
My father at the grill
with a smile on his face
and a story to tell.
My mother in the kitchen
humming a tune.
My little brother at the table
like a soldier at his post
sitting, unmoving, in wait for his food.
We sit at the table
to enjoy our food.
Laughter and smile surround us
like fireflies on a mid-July night.
A family meal
A memory of mine.


The author's comments:
In the summer my family always has fun gathering together for a meal.

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