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Poetry Sunday-Summer Memories

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Summer Memories

 

 

Lazy days beneath the leaves,

Soft rain falling, feel the warm breeze.

Shouts of joy, blooms of gold,

Dreams of childhood; tales to be told.

 

 

When finally in my older days,

These are the summer memories that never will fade.

 

 

 © Donna Donabella 2012

 

 

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I am continuing my series of summer poems.  This one I wrote in 2012 as I looked back on my childhood wishing not to be working, but enjoying the summer days again.  That feeling of ease, peace and just being in the moment.

Now in retirement, I am beginning to enjoy those days again, and trying to find that ease of summer days from my many childhood summer memories.

 

 

 

I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog.  Visit them to read some more wonderful verse.

 

yellow flowers

I am also linking in with the I Heart Macro meme hosted by Laura@Shine The Divine that happens every Saturday, and with Judith@Lavender Cottage who is hosting Mosaic Monday.  

 

I am also joining in another wonderful meme at  A Spirit of Simplicity.  It is called Tuesday Afternoon where Kara celebrates a nice slow day in a busy week.  Check out her blog and the meme on Tuesday.

 

 

If you enjoy reading this blog, I welcome you to share it with others. I enjoy spreading the blog love, and I appreciate all who come and read my blogs. 

 

 

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Special Note:  The pictures here are of those trees spreading a shady canopy and all the yellow blooms of summer that blaze brightly in the summer sun.

 

 

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I leave you with a few additional words about Summer Memories.  I welcome you to download the photo and share it.

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All other photos and original content is copyrighted and the sole property of Donna Donabella @ Living From Happiness, 2014-2015.  Any reprints or use of other photos or content is by permission only.

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83 Comments

  1. Zena Toledo Zena Toledo
    July 19, 2015    

    Oh, how I love reading about your summer memories… makes me aware of mine.

    Wonderful photos

    • July 22, 2015    

      Oh how lovely…those memories just bring such a smile to my face Zena!

  2. July 19, 2015    

    Beautiful memories – to hug to yourself on dark days and darker nights.

  3. x x
    July 19, 2015    

    I have some rather vivid memories of childhood days. Mostly of the adventures I had on Sunday afternoons with my cousin. We ranged wide and far and saw so much of life by just walking out into it. Play is much different these days for kids. Sadly.

    • July 22, 2015    

      I agree….just playing with wild abandon and letting our creative selves take over….now I am saddened to see no one out playing especially in summer…so quiet.

  4. July 19, 2015    

    Good memories are like sunshine – they light up your soul and if you are lucky the light stays within you for a lifetime..

    • July 22, 2015    

      Jae that is so beautiful….I may have to quote you on an upcoming blog post!

  5. July 19, 2015    

    lovely memories in a lovely poem 🙂

  6. July 19, 2015    

    I have some memories that are similar, that will never fade. 🙂 Beautiful verse!

    Leo @ I Rhyme Without Reason

  7. July 19, 2015    

    Ah, we always do remember our childhood summer days! I too look back with fondness.

    • July 22, 2015    

      Oh to be 7 again and playing back in the day….I could live there forever!

  8. July 19, 2015    

    childhood memories are the brightest and the happiest ones, like the blooms of gold…such a beautiful blog you have Donna….

    • July 22, 2015    

      Thank you Sumana! Those memories are blooms of gold….a lovely image!

  9. July 19, 2015    

    Some summer memories stay with us & they get precious with each passing year ~

  10. July 19, 2015    

    my summer memories are so happy and sunny as well as bittersweet and sad. thanks for this. the poem was so lovely.

  11. July 19, 2015    

    There is a dream like quality to summer, I think we need that to get us through the winters….too long, too cold winters.

    Your shots are beautiful Donna…and your poem is wonderful.

    Jen

    • July 22, 2015    

      Oh thank you Jen…it means a lot. And yes we need those memories to get through our winters.

  12. July 19, 2015    

    That was a treat, Donna. What we see, do, hear at the very moment will always be tomorrow’s memories

    • July 22, 2015    

      A perfect description totomai….so glad you enjoyed it!

  13. July 19, 2015    

    It’s truly delightful to bask in the memories of past summers 🙂
    Beautifully penned 🙂

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

  14. July 19, 2015    

    Nothing like summer childhood memories! Enjoy!

  15. July 19, 2015    

    “… tales to be told.” Don’t you just love how memory poems write themselves so pretty? ♥

  16. July 19, 2015    

    My summer memories always shine golden….summers at my grandma’s.

  17. July 19, 2015    

    I often have fond memories of my childhood days. My dad walking me around the garden and showing me all the flowers as he watered them in the evening. Family walks in among the woodlands and learning the names of the trees and birds. To name but a few of my memories 🙂

    • July 22, 2015    

      Oh Cherie what delightful memories to keep with you always!

  18. July 19, 2015    

    Well, I grew up in a concrete jungle. Still, I can relate to easy flowing summer afternoons. And now that I’m retired I appreciate the memories and the flowing afternoons once again, like you. Lovely post!

    • July 22, 2015    

      Isn’t it wonderful Myrna to enjoy those slow wonderful summer days again!

  19. July 19, 2015    

    Beautifully satisfying!

  20. July 19, 2015    

    I love the yellow blooms and the canopy of shady trees … the carefree days of childhood … yours must have been a happy one, how blessed you are to have such great memories, Donna 🙂

    • July 22, 2015    

      I do feel blessed Loredana to have had these wonderful memories!

  21. July 19, 2015    

    Your poem took me back to childhood days and the joy of discovering.

    • July 22, 2015    

      Oh Robin that is delightful…so glad my poem could bring you back to those wonderful memories!

  22. July 20, 2015    

    Beautiful memories such as these. Should be clasped to the bosom of poetry just as you have done here
    Donna I’m happy you dropped by my Sunday Lime

    Much love…

  23. July 20, 2015    

    love the structure of the poem and the rhyming in it.
    in my childhood days, i was climbing the trees. 🙂

    • July 22, 2015    

      I think that is why I used a tree to illustrate this poem….they were such a big part of my childhood too!

  24. July 20, 2015    

    Memories are important, they are a part of us! Love it.

    • July 22, 2015    

      They are indeed such an important part of us…so glad you loved the poem!

  25. July 20, 2015    

    lovely reflection. your website picture reminds me of Lake Tahoe?

    • July 22, 2015    

      Thanks Marcoantonio…it could be Lake Tahoe, but it is not my picture but one that came with the theme template…wish I could claim it.

  26. July 20, 2015    

    Lovely poem and memories of a childhood summer. It is nice to be retired and enjoying those summer memories one again. Beautiful images and mosaic! Have a happy Monday!

    • July 22, 2015    

      It is indeed Eileen…and thank you… so glad you enjoyed it!

  27. July 20, 2015    

    Beautiful post. Nicely done! Wishing ;you a beautiful week!

    • July 22, 2015    

      Thanks Cathy and I hope you have a wonderful rest of the week!

  28. July 20, 2015    

    Oh, those summer memories! I love the idea of retired girls making more of those memories. Gorgeous flowers — the color so bright. Happy Monday!

    • July 22, 2015    

      Thanks Snap…isn’t it wonderful that we can make more memories once retired…life is just beginning anew!

  29. July 20, 2015    

    Beautiful poetry and a very creative flower mosaic!

  30. Kerry O'Connor Kerry O'Connor
    July 20, 2015    

    I am a great lover of trees and your image is really striking, with the wonderful fresh imagery of your poem as companion.

    • July 22, 2015    

      What a lovely comment Kerry..thank you. The tree is a special one that was here when we moved in!

  31. July 20, 2015    

    A beautiful poem – and so very true. I think all adults long for the carefree summer days of our childhood. Your mosiac is stunning. Such cheerful blossoms!

    • July 22, 2015    

      Thanks Linda….yes we do indeed long for those carefree days….how lucky we were to have them.

  32. July 20, 2015    

    Geesh! I had to take a shuttle down here to make a comment. 🙂
    Delightful as usual “… tales to be told.”

  33. July 20, 2015    

    The joys of summer are hard to forget, especially since I still have them.

    • July 22, 2015    

      Isn’t that so wonderful that you can continue to make those summer memories.

  34. July 20, 2015    

    I always enjoy your poetry 🙂

    This one reminds me of laying on the soft grass looking up at the clouds trying to find shapes and forms…because of course back in the day we did such things versus watching TV or playing video games 🙂

    • July 22, 2015    

      Oh Deb thank you! I am glad we did not have all those electronics when I was a kid.

  35. July 20, 2015    

    My sister is helping me make current summer memories, just as she did when we were children,

    Elizabeth

  36. July 20, 2015    

    A lovely reminiscence, beautifully sketched. I am there.

  37. Judith @ Lavender Cottage Judith @ Lavender Cottage
    July 20, 2015    

    A post that brought back memories of the field of wildflowers behind our house growing up until they built more homes, and then they were gone.
    Thanks for linking to Mosaic Monday Donna.

  38. July 23, 2015    

    Thank you, Donna, for your kind comment on my insect houses! I wonder if they will be taken over by small creatures. Fellow bloggers in Britain seem to find they attract leaf-cutter bees. Thank you for your summer gold post. I am a night owl, and therefore a lover of sunsets, though I do love a sunrise, too, when I am awake to see it! When we lived in Wales, we had fabulous winter sunrises over the sea, which we could enjoy from our window. Your post reminds me of a hymn we enjoyed singing in Junior School … ‘Summer suns are glowing over land and sea …’ http://www.hymnary.org/text/summer_suns_are_glowing

    • July 23, 2015    

      What a beautiful hymn and such lovely thoughts about sunsets Caroline….I do try to notice them more and do so when the days are shorter….enjoy those insect houses. Leaf cutters are a prime user here too. Fascinating bees.

  39. Karen S. Karen S.
    July 23, 2015    

    Memories are the best gift we can give ourselves, over and over!

  40. July 23, 2015    

    Lovely memories, beautifully shared. Thank you.

  41. July 27, 2015    

    Another wonderful poem form 2012. I so wish we had the soft falling rain this year though.

  42. July 28, 2015    

    Lovely writing. I feel the same way about summer days. Thank you for linking up with Tuesday Afternoon

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