Summer Dreams

Deep in the heart of the South,

in the land of bayous, lowlands and barrier islands,

a little boy sits dreaming...

On a Southern summer's day,

what's better than a bowl of gumbo,

crabclaws and a catnap.

I hear the flutter of wings and feathers.
A pelican comes in for a landing.



Many summer afternoons are spent
soaking up the sun,
laughing and telling stories,
eating fresh seafood straight from the Gulf...
watching the boats and dreaming.





Blessings
*****Yaya*****