Summer

By Abigail Edwards

 

Morning glimmers through the panes

Its warmth a facet of the world

Outside on grassy green terrains

Flowers wake and come unfurled

 

As the sunlight finds my face

And friends are shouting in the street

I leap and twirl at steady pace

Dodging the sprinklers at my feet

 

Fresh strawberries, banana bread

Iced lemonade in tall glasses

Tablecloths in blue, white, red

And fingers sticky with molasses

 

Hula hoops and jump ropes

Tire swings and monkey bars

Wishing stars and telescopes

And fireflies caught in glass jars

 

Watching for the summer rains

We walk on cooler evenings

And as the fireworks thunder

We are thankful for our blessings

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