Happy Friday!
My chosen poem this week is by another new poet for me. John Updike (1932-2009) was an American novelist, poet, short story writer, art and literary critic.
August The sprinkler twirls. The summer wanes. The pavement wears Popsicle stains. The playground grass Is worn to dust. The weary swings Creak, creak with rust. The trees are bored With being green. Some people leave The local scene And go to seaside Bungalows And take off nearly All their clothes. John Updike
Happy Reading
Lady Book Dragon 
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