Red, crayon-hued currents
Dot the bushes in the yard.
A small boy leans with his white bucket
And his minnow net
Searching for quick fish and
Unsuspecting cray fish.
A girl-child dangles her feet
From the creaking wooden bridge,
Clutching the sun hot steel beams.
A rain drips onto the green.
The boys transposed, hangs in the
Y of a walnut tree
Shaking leaves with summer restlessness.
Golden brown girls flop
On the grass underneath
Listening for the crunch crunch of
Footsteps on the driveway.