One of my favorite
sounds is that of crickets chirping on summer nights. I haven’t had the
opportunity to listen to them lately because it has been so hot around here
lately that we’ve had to run the air conditioner in our bedroom.
Here’s an acrostic
poem I wrote some years ago about crickets strumming on summer evenings:
Chirping in the dark, their song
Resonates
In the still air. A
Chorus of summer night strummers in concert with
Katydids
Entertaining warm evenings with
Their
Symphony of wings.
One of my favorite things to do is to feed my little
granddaughter. She enjoys eating all kinds of food—including broccoli, snap
peas, carrots, and bananas. In addition, I can usually snap my best pictures of
her when she’s sitting in her high chair and can't make a fast getaway. Here are
some recent pictures of Julia:
Julia enjoyed dropping food on the floor
when we took her out to eat
on Father's Day.
Yum...broccoli!
A two-fisted eater!
She can now drink from a "sippy" cup.
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The Poetry Friday Roundup is at A Teaching Life.
Great acrostic, Elaine! You captured a perfect summertime evening. And that little Julia is way cuter than crickets....
ReplyDeleteJulia looks to be close to my grandson's age and is a fan of the same foods! Great acrostic on crickets!
ReplyDeleteYour acrostic is the perfect summertime poem, and your granddaughter is adorable!
ReplyDeleteWonderful acrostic...and Julia is just adorable- what a glorious smile!
ReplyDeleteI love your acrostic! I'm really taken by that idea of all the action in the stillness.
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