4 of 10 in the Jemverse ‘Summer 21’ series
Oaken tree tall, middle of field Shading all from the sun’s heady yield Shadow of evening, summer is here Cobwebs have vanished, eyes are now clear Long gone the cold that brought chill to the bone Here now the sultriness smiling from home Waxen soft thread in the new light of dawn Shimmering there in the silvery morn Seeing the first time Nature’s new child Deep ‘cross the meadow and born with a smile Hovering there o’er the blues and the golds The treasure the wise ones have long known of old
Golden and wondrous, a soft yellow ball Bouncing up high as the oaken tree tall And down in the shadows a wee face appears Smiles at the warmth as it dries up its tears Now is the garden, the playground of these Wild things of the meadow and resplendent trees Hiding ‘neath dandelions in the green grass Spy there the movement, hear, faint the laughs As heavy out there in the grazing fields A fire that burns bright and all that it yields Sets fair the scene for summer’s play Bright now the evening at the end of the day And none of us want to say goodbye To the cabbage white or firefly So wane now slow this sweet refrain As we are mesmerised again Summer here and here to stay Show us bright another day.
©Jemverse
Jemverse originally published ‘Summer‘ on 6 July 2014. It was then reposted as ‘Summer (revisited)‘ as a part of the ‘Summer’ series in July 2020
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