Summer-kissed greetings, my dear Toads. Since Rommy is busy readying her eldest for his first year of college freshmanhood, I’ve taken a wee break from my hosting hiatus to fill in for her.
On this summery Tuesday (I might be drunk on summer *don’t tell*) let us share a new poem, or an old poem, or a screaming poem, or a summer-kissed poem, or… well, any poem you like.
“Life is a poem
just waiting to be written,
lift your pen and speak.”
Please add the direct link to your poem to Mr. Linky. Visit other Toads. Speak summer poetry.