Summer Flies
Stay, Summer, Stay
No doubt, at some point the sun will appear
The days will grow longer, the evenings warm
And I’ll leave behind the dark nights of fear
That seemed unending and threatened such harm
Roll out, black storm clouds and show me the sun
Leave me no further soft flurries of snow
Threaten not cold, the new buds have begun
My heart lifts knowing new blooms will soon show
Bright petals in colors varied and sweet
The scent of sunshine and floral perfumes
Summer, thank goodness, you’re praised with each tweet
Of frolicking birdies singing their tunes
Stay with us, stay, do not hasten away
Summer so flies, I will cherish each day
Dedicated to Dad, who could grow anything. I'm still waiting for something to bloom here now that he's gone.
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Paula Shablo
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(Order fluctuates.)
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