Making Lemons

Lemonade

Making Lemons

by Maureen Ucles

Lemonade 

sitting by the stand

please come forth

with your acidity

ph factor

so sour, sour, sourful

Lemonade sitting in the sunlight

not too tart

not too sweet

better than Country Time

Hand made

over time

squeezed, squeezed

guts and all

juiced and filled

with zest

Lemonade, Lemonade

how many lemons are you?

Replete with a few seeds

that escaped the squeeze

ice chilling

almost ready

to freeze

while you juice

I muse

peer into...

Lemonade, Lemonade

was it worth it all?

you are gone 

spent

peels thrown in the trash

the blood, sweat and tears?

So many years

yet...

impaled

torn

breached

yet

so

sweet

Lemonade, Lemonade

can you make it here?

Can you make it there?

Does anyone ever

seem to care?

Winds blowing

Breeze showing

Me knowing...

I

like you,

making

Lemonade

Lemonade

giving it up--

releasing the fear

hey,

never know

new frontier

prancing and dancing

seeing 

through crystal prisms

 different 

views

doors, window

closed, opened

my

souls  a searching

me perching

lookin' in

Ain't no sin

Just drinking it up

my life

my lemonade

Ahhh!

Hits the spot!