Summer Afternoon

running around the house

and then she scolds you

for not sleeping in the

summer afternoon

i remember not wanting to sleep

that has always been the case

so she would tell me a scary story

to make me sleep silently in peace

that kid sometimes would sneak away

without disturbing his mother's sleep

and try to find something to do

but there's nothing only the silence of a summer afternoon

Written on- June 7, 2026; 3:42pm.

This poem is part of "Daisy Summer: A Poetry Series".