Watermelon

Watermelon

Summers were hot and brought thoughts of cool watermelon

Jesse

Bryant

was my granddaddy back then, I was in rebellion

Carrie’s

cooking

was marvelous with bacon juice, I was in heaven

orchard

fruity

treats were to be had, green apples from Avalon

arbors

covered

with grapes were up front, like a ruling Magellan

digging

gardening

was common back then, wanting a nice cold muskmelon

nurturing

youngsters

was necessary to have plenty of fruit and melon

fighting

insects

taught us to enjoy more of what we could reckon

working

electric

wiring in coal mines, my granddaddy had daylight

family

importance

was primary, for my granddaddy his health in hindsight

coal-dust

invaded

my granddaddy’s lungs, but other health came to ignite

politics

offered

new horizons to reach around melons for delight

holiday

feasting

was sweeter than traveling to gain a new insight

fishing

hunting

were in the game of coming to an appetite

water

melons

gave us freedom to eat and find our way past our fright

eating

began

feeding our souls, giving us horizons in our light.

(c) March 3, 2019 by PBM

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