Sunday, June 30, 2019

Summer's Day



There are moments
Too few hours in the day
To escape the way I’m feeling
To keep life at bay

This summers day,
You will not find me!
Off the grid and in hiding
Lost in Earl Grey tea

And in this moment
I push down the voices
In a search for silence
To regret no choices

I’m a subtle cake
With layers of mom and fun
I’ll add chocolate
And bake until I am done

by Dave Schipper (c) 2019 Rose Riversongs

2 comments:

Bruce Potts said...

I love it, Dave! Very lyrical and poetic! Love the part about baking and the double meaning!

Dave Schipper said...

Thanks.