Every Summer (Poem)

sunlight bouncing

on ruby red tiles

a crown of vines swirling

around stone columns

leading the way to

wind caressing

shy-to-bloom roses

grass swaying

against small ankles

We shook

the cypress tree to invent

verdant snow

We unleashed

the hose to fashion

delicate rain

We concocted

potions

of mud

and baby’s breath

built palaces

from twigs

and mile-long rope

negotiated treaties

with bread

dipped in iced tea

We

were gods

In grandmother’s garden.