Summer Nights

As the night falls
I sit on my front porch
The cool summer breeze
Touches my face
As all of the little insects
Are singing their songs
And playing their games
I can hear the old white owl
Hooting from the top of the barn
My best friend Smokey
Is sound asleep
At my feet
Occasionally he twitches
I think he is chasing squirrels
In his dreams
I pull out my pipe
Let it hang from my lip
But I never put tobacco in it
I close my eyes
And let everything sing to my soul
While I take a journey
Back in my mind
To better times
To my glory days
When I was young
And full of energy
Where Saturday nights
Were what Saturday nights
Were meant to be
My little blue pickup
Best damn truck
I ever owned
You would straddle the gear shift
With your long skinny legs
They were hard as a rock
And smooth as silk
You had a tan
From head to toe
You loved your no tan lines
I have to admit
They sure looked good on you
We would drink a little beer
You would do a little weed
Then we would go skinny dipping
Up at Cowiche creek
We would make love
In the water
On the sand
In the back of my truck
Boy how we loved to
Well that’s enough about that
Back to our place
Where I was the king
Laughing at TV
Eating macaroni and cheese
You would put on something sexy
Dance just in the corner of my sight
Driving me insane
And loving every moment of it
We would kiss and giggle
And share our dreams
Then I would wrap you in my arms
You would lay on my chest
With never a thought of tomorrow
What a wonderful life
It really was

I love these summer evenings
They bring back those summer nights


I hope everyone likes this. it is the longest poem I have ever written
Hobo