Poetry by Jeff Green

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Too bad!

by cricketjeff on June 23, 2009.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

No ugly flecks of cotton wool to mar the pure azure
As breezes tease the trees where birds display
The golden light of summer’s height a universal cure
That wipes the grimy weather blues away

Short cotton skirts and sleeveless shirts informal uniform
For pretty girls relaxing in the sun
And everywhere a happy air greets days so clear and warm
So summer seems to be the source of fun

Too bad that work must interfere I’m stuck indoors today
And wishing I was rich enough to laze
It’s such a waste, a man of taste, without the time to play
When pretty girls enjoy these summer days