Summer Is..
Summer is a memory
A place in time,
A bite of watermelon on a hot day.
Summer is thunder and lightning,
A Fireant's sting,
A belly whopper in the lake.
Summer is floating like a bee
And losing yourself in a flower.
Summer is the forever child that slumbers within.
A place in time,
A bite of watermelon on a hot day.
Summer is thunder and lightning,
A Fireant's sting,
A belly whopper in the lake.
Summer is floating like a bee
And losing yourself in a flower.
Summer is the forever child that slumbers within.
Published by Mary Naylor confirmed
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5 Comments
Post a CommentI love this - it captures so much in each line
A wonderful description of summer! Thanks!
True and perfectly said!
Love your poem--hate those fireants, though! Ouch and Itch!
Beautiful Mary, summer painted by your lovely poem, wonderful;0)