The prompt for my writing club this month is SWEAT. Seems appropriate, with spring at the door....

Texas Spring

Spring is here – oh, swell.

And soon we're in for summer's hell.

Let's predict how hot it'll get,

And how much weight we'll lose in sweat.

Early morning in cooler climes

Is one of my very favorite times

The grass is cool and dewy wet -

Here at 6 am I'm bathed in sweat.

When I go out to mow the lawn

With as little as decently possible on,

I like to see how far I'll get

Before I'm blinded by my sweat.

Sweat on the forehead, sweat in the hair,

Sweat in the muggy, 100 degree air.

Sweat in the oil we put on for a tan,

Sweat for slicking the leather seats in the van.

Sweat that dries, gluing dirt to our skin,

Sweat that dampens the bed that we're in.

Fogging up my glasses, dripping down my back,

Smelly harbinger of a heat stroke attack.

When autumn comes to my 5-acre spread,

Memories of summer will dance through my head -

Cook-outs and family times I'll never forget,

But what I'll remember most is the sweat.