Now its morning, sunshine clear
Happy days now summer’s here,
Morning fingers rays of light
Make kaleidoscope delight

Sunshine paints the sky in blue
Clouds rush in it seems on cue
Breezes play their whisper game
Seeking swaying trees to tame

Sunshine warms a now cool earth
Gently aiding plant rebirth
Trees through winter looking stern
Now renewed they shelter fern

During day sun’s warming might
Sends mirage a shimmering sight
Causing moisture soon to fly
Making rain clouds in the sky

Ending day with sunset thrills
Spreading pastel over hills
Dusk the singing insects play
Welcome cool at end of day

“© Copyright Ian Grice 2012 All rights reserved”

11 thoughts on “Summer

    1. I write when I’m impressed by some event that happens in my life, or in response to beautiful things and sometimes the not so beautiful things in life that I feel need to be considered thoughtfully


    1. Yes it is winter. Very mild weather in our area so those who live south of us come up here for their winter vacation. As most of my Facebook pals who get my stories and poems there live in the northern hemisphere I try and make my posts relevent.


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