Something about the carefree days of summer gets you to go outside, either to a park or to wade in a shallow stream. Whatever the case may be, this particular poem was written about a moment when I was waiting for my daughter to come out of swimming class and I was hanging out on a nearby swim. Something about the sun shining through the leaves spoke to me. I confess, I do have a love affair with light. Maybe some of you are afflicted with it? Please share with me if you are, I'd like to know I'm not alone.
