The pond calls to the dogs
As the day nears perfection
Sunshine and heat mix
For a chance at a perfect day.
Youngin's float
Summertime lazy on the pond.
Dogs swim and retrieve
Swim and retrieve
Sticks, thrown apples and green pears.
Shade is a pleasure
Not a necessity
As I sit and watch
And remember other perfect days.
Caught frogs, slippery salamanders
Laughs of joy and pleasure
Splashes of eager dogs.
A cold glass of sweet tea
Dewdrops tracin' down.
Yep, this day has my vote
A vote for
A perfect day.
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