Summer’s child (revisited)

1 of 12 in the ‘My very best’ series

The winter’s shadowy clouds have past
And Summer’s child is here
To warm the cockles of our hearts
And fill our eyes with cheer
Summer’s child is pure and free
Her breath is fresh and new
Her hands give life to grass and tree
Beginning summer true

Summer’s child comes once a year
To give the fields their youth
It follows winter’s furious fear
Dispels its lies with truth
Summer’s child will not stay long
Her life has one short fling
For as seasons through the years have sung
Summer’s child is Spring

©Jemverse

‘Summer’s Child’ was written in April 2002, but first published on Jemverse in April 2014

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