So This Is Summer

 Sometimes when days are a blur of busyness its good to remind ourselves to slow a bit because 

This Is Summer...the days we dream about all winter long!

Where sheen of green turns gold and bronze

So this is summer; clouds float free

Like pontoons on a sky-blue sea

And patchwork panoramas surge

Out to where earth and heavens merge

Garden grants labour and respite

Plants charm senses of taste-smell-sight

Where lark and cricket serenade

Afternoon art of sun and shade

…and lemonade is tart and cold

Where shadow-pools lure young and old

And flowers spill and thrill then wane

And everyone wishes for rain

…to quench the thirst of bloom and beast

Where billows burst with mercy’s feast

And we are all happy to sit

And be immersed in it a bit

…and feel the friendship of hello

Before the grip of sleet and snow

Rouses in us the wanderlust

For days like these of dew and dust

Where sheen of green turns gold and bronze

On skeins that dole out dusky lawns

Where puppies romp and children play

And Time feels like a holiday

…filled with the crack of bats and cheers

With sun-hats, flip-flops, hotdogs, piers

And supper hours, sweet and slow

While twilight-towers grow and grow

So this is summer; soak it in

For soon its canopy grows thin

Where tatters scatter from its crown

In silver glints of thistle-down

© Janet Martin