Flatiron Fresh

summer days beckon
drinks on rooftop patios
(mocktails for the kids)

the cold creek calls us
with shade, icy refreshment
from the sun’s harsh heat

and these cousins bond
under summer vacation 
(our home is their heart)

Lakeside Love

sunset’s golden light
shines brighter in the mountains 
with my perfect pup

an eight-mile walk
through Colorado’s beauty
even before blooms

the mountains call us
with their peak views, quaking aspens
(listen for the call)

i’ve tried hard for grins
as hard as they are to earn
(teen reality)

how pretty and sweet
grins as wide as Mile High
(but not for me, though)

my mother’s birthday 
surrounded by flowers, kids,
laughter in all forms

her party stayed dry
despite stress, rain, tent set-up
(smiles al around)

what you don’t see here:
picking rhubarb in the rain
for salvation pie

a rare, masked smile 
his first roller coaster ride
our life’s hills, splashes