1 of 12 in ‘The Spring series 21’ from Jemverse
With iron chill of winter passed
Summer’s Child is here
to fill with warmth our minds and hearts
around this time of year
…
Summer’s Child is pure and free
her breath is fresh and new
giving life to grass and tree
as her hands always do
…
Summer’s Child comes once a year
with exuberance of youth
dispelling winter’s aged guile
replacing lies with truth
…
Summer’s child will not stay long
she has just one short fling
for as seasons through the years have sung
Summer’s Child is Spring
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