Too much noise
Summer Sounds
A Fontanelle by H. W. Bryce
Neighbours mowing lawns!
Kids on slides!
BBQ grill sizzling!
Baby cries! Mother sings!
Passing cars!
Screen door swings,
screeches closed
To buzzing flies!
Folks passing by, chatting!
Laughter in the park!!
Gamboling dogs woof-woof-woofing!
Children playing in the park –
Right through into the dark –
Their spirit lights up a s-s-s-spark
In my s-s-s-oul! (shiver)
Anxious mothers tut-tut-tutting!
Park bench denizens s-s-s-snoring!
Fresh newspapers crackling!
Ball catchers daring!
Auto motors humming!
Laughter! In the park!!
Crows congregate at night, they present such a sight,
They make me think that I just might learn to fly.
The crows caw-caw as dusk rolls in with night in tow,
High stakes jet roars by with a streak across the sky,
Taking people far away, to where, we do not know.
How all that summer noise annoyed me in the summer,
How I welcome it right now, from this winter snow,
To lay awake to the baying of the hounds,
To dream of babbling brooks, someone special whom I know,
And drift to sleep to fading echoes of summer sounds.
Snowdrifts congregate and I begin to hate the cold,
How I miss that summer orb that paints the sky with gold.
I stand here in the drifting snow, ‘seeing’ summer grounds,
I will never grumble more about those summer sounds.
We think we have it bad; just think about the static noise that must be filling the head of the person with Alzheimer’s. No wonder there is confusion, anger, tears. Hug your loved one today.
CREDIT: https://hdp.press/start-saying-thank-you-instead-of-sorry-7bf6cd044cb1#.ond3v9g8z
