Summer

This glorious time of year

grace is in bloom, divine

spindles gleam

by golden beam

waltz, waltz June fairies

from dandelion to lofty pine.

 

Off on a stroll above meadows

scented wisps, a tryst, oh my

sandalwood, sweet

fair mulberry treat

swoon, swoon ethereal swans

into the mild, evening light, of July.

 

Stirring for summer's farewell

frail wonders, tulips, up high

butterflies pair

with delicate flair

steady, steady August delights

primroses await your slumbering sigh.