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Bronze legs, Summer legs
 

Bronze legs, summer legs, swinging from

A five bar gate. Simple top, not much to

It, glass buttons, floral pattern, white

Shorts – pretty as a picture. Curls bleached

By the sun, kissed by the warm breeze

Eyes searching for someone special. She

Calls him 'John Deere' but that's not

His real name

 

Bronze legs, summer legs, swinging

From a five bar gate. Too young for love

But the breeze doesn't know that, nor

Does the sun; their job is to perfect the

Day bringing out the best in everything

'John Deere' knows she's too young but

He's happy to wait and go along with a

High school crush certain that this time

Next year...

 

Bronze legs, summer legs, 'Look but

Don't touch' off limits loveliness. But she

Doesn't know that, she just thinks she's

Done something wrong, which of course

She hasn't, she's simply under age. Sitting

With her youthful 'John Deere' at the wheel

Of his brand new bright green tractor he'll

Break the news to her gently. About the

Licence that is and how at 15 and a half

She can drive the tractor in the fields, but

She'll need to wait until next year to

Drive it on the road

 

© Joseph G Dawson
27/11/2017 – 08/01/2017





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