Summer Invitation

The dew-drenched dawn ignites the lawn

In dazzling invitation

The charcoal crypt of night has slipped

To our imagination

Now feathered choir and blossomed spire

In blameless exaltation

Urge us to come and join the song

Of morning celebration

Past falls away, we do not stay

To till again its garden

But hope’s embrace in dew-drenched grace

Extends its gentle pardon

So you and I should fully try

Not to squander its hours

Yet, we should sit a little bit

And listen to the flowers

For soon their bloom will fill the tomb

Where summer’s solstice lingers

We cannot feel Time’s ether reel

Slipping through our fingers

© Janet Martin

Victoria was reading this as I wrote and she offered her bit of advice;

‘But if ya’ stop to smell the roses do it quick or a bumble-bee’s liable to nail ya’

Quoted from Si; Duck Dynasty

Happy First Day of Summer, y'all!