Monday, June 16, 2014

Come Sit With Me





                                                    Come sit with me
                                                    Beneath the weeping willow tree
                                                    We'll talk away the hours
                                                    In summer's peaceful tranquility

                                                    We'll watch the beautiful sunset
                                                    Sinking low over the horizon
                                                    Feel the breeze blowing gently
                                                    As the whispering branches liven

                                                    A bright full moon is shining
                                                    Casting shadows oh so bright
                                                    What more could we ask for
                                                    On this perfect summer night

                                                    Come sit with me
                                                    On the treasured, old porch swing
                                                    We'll swing away the hours
                                                    Listening to the crickets sing

                                                    The fire flies are dazzling
                                                    A perfect summer time show
                                                    Smell the honeysuckle blooming
                                                    With sweet fragrance to grow

                                                    We can listen to the whipper wills
                                                     As they make that unique sound
                                                    They never fail to please
                                                    My home is their stomping ground

                                                    Come sit with me
                                                    At the break of a new dawn
                                                    Say hi to the morning glories
                                                    Hear the birds sing each new song

                                                    The roses are cascading
                                                    A round every curve and bend
                                                    Pretty flowers are covered with dew
                                                    The mornings so happily send

                                                    Apple trees are blooming in the lane
                                                    Oh how sweet they can be
                                                    Decked out in pink blossoms
                                                    Waiting for you and me

                                                    All the cows are in the pasture
                                                    Nibbling on the fresh, green grass
                                                    Happy as can be in the sunshine
                                                    Basking in the warmth in high class

                                                    Come sit with me
                                                    On the bank of the little creek
                                                    We'll sip on a tall glass of lemonade
                                                    Then jump in with both feet

                                                    We'll enjoy every moment of the day
                                                    The nights are wonderful too
                                                    Here in my simple, country home
                                                    I promise it will all come true

                                                   There is splendor all around me
                                                   The sky is big overhead
                                                   I live in a heavenly paradise
                                                   Oh what a beautiful spread

                                                   The taste of heaven is sweet
                                                   The air is cleaner here
                                                   If you reach up your hand
                                                   On tip toe heaven is near

                                                   Come sit with me
                                                   In my paradise so green
                                                   This summer time country living
                                                   Is the best I've ever seen

                                                   © Susie Swanson, 2014

22 comments:

  1. Love the picture. Sun peeping through the trees

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  2. What a beautiful poem, Susie. Lovely!

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  3. Susie,
    I would love to come sit with you and sip lemonade on your treasured porch swing and visit for awhile. Your home sounds so charming. The poem today describes many things that I experienced when I was young during those lazy summer months. Thanks for bringing back a little bit of my childhood also, Susie.

    love,
    ~Sheri

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    1. Thanks Sheri. Come on and we'll sip Lemonade or Iced Tea and have a big, ole time.

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  4. I would love to come and sit with you. We could talk for hours and hours. I'll even bring the lemonade!!!!!!

    Great poem...
    Hugs,
    Betsy

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    1. Come on Betsy. We'll talk and talk some more... We'll never run out of something to talk and laugh about.

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  5. If I were only close enough, Susie! I'd be right over. That's all right. One of these days we'll catch up in heaven.

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    1. Thank you Elaine. That we will for sure. God Bless you my friend.

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  6. Wow! This is an awesome poem, Susie. I just love the beautiful imagery and would love to just sit with you for awhile under the willow tree, listen to the whippoorwills, and sip lemonade. I love this poem. It brings back so many wonderful memories of my childhood. You've done a great job writing this poem.

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  7. Wow! This is an awesome poem, Susie. I just love the beautiful imagery and would love to just sit with you for awhile under the willow tree, listen to the whippoorwills, and sip lemonade. I love this poem. It brings back so many wonderful memories of my childhood. You've done a great job writing this poem.

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  8. Susie, it seems we all want to sit with you! You've painted such a peaceful place with your words. No one takes the time to just sit and enjoy the sights and sounds of nature anymore; it's all work and busy, busy, busy.

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    1. Thanks Charlotte and you are right on. It's a busy world we live in and to fast paced .

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  9. Susie, I wish I could come sit with you. I would want to hear more tales of your childhood and your family. Blessings for a great weekend, xoxo,Susie

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    1. Thank you Susie. I feel the same about you.

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  10. Hi Susie! What a wonderful poem, I too wish that I could come and sit with you under the tree and have a nice long visit. I sure am sorry for not dropping by the last few weeks. We have had an unusually busy time with company and my computer was down for about 3 weeks while we were waiting to get the parts shipped so that Tony could fix it for me. The fibro and chronic fatigue has also hit me pretty hard and it has been very difficult for me to write. I sure hope that you are feeling better my friend and that you are getting your strength back. I think of you often and I so appreciate your sweet comments on my blog and the kindness you always show. Your poetry always uplifts my heart! Have a lovely sunday evening. With Love, Delisa :)

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    1. I'm so glad to hear from you and so sorry you've had so much going on and sick to boot. Don't ever apoligize for not visiting. I'm the same way right now. Can't do much and feel like a rung out dishrag I'm so weak. You take care of yourself and praying you get better soon. Hugs and Love,

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