Old chairs just anyhow across the lawn This morning mown by a grass-proud old man Who with his book and chair and pipe and dog Rules his demesne with glasses of iced tea
In this an afternoon of indolence And as the shadows shift to mark the hours Even Poirot relaxes his little grey cells And merely strolls to apprehend the thief
Oh, happy summer, tea or lemonade, And lazy hours just dreaming in the shade
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Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: The Road to Magdalena, Paleo-Hippies at Work and Play, Lady with a Dead Turtle, Don’t Forget Your Shoes and Grapes, Coffee and a Dead Alligator to Go, and Dispatches from the Colonial Office.