Summer-wealth

Swirl of gold and turquoise

Splash of garden-green

Bouquet of Queen Ann’s Lace

For every summer-queen

Garnet of red-cherry

Waved-washed pebble-pearls

Ruby watermelon

For summer’s boys and girls

Wild-flower atonement

Blessing ditch and field

Where we, in humble worship 

Partake of summer’s yield

Storehouse spilling sun-beam

And mercy’s gracious show’r

Soft, silver rush of poplar-song

In midnight’s mellow hour

Troubadour of twilight

Spangled star-dust spires

Weeping-willow whispers

And tireless cricket-choirs

Sheaves of gifted harvest

From fallow-dregs of grace

Myriad of miracles

In every floweret-face

As we behold His goodness

Our tripe and babble wanes

Beneath the kind hierarchy

Of summer-sweet refrains

© Janet Martin