A Song of Summer

There is something of the summer in a

crickets song.

In the smell of new cut grass,

In the crystal stream,

In the dancing beam

Of sunlight through the glass.

 

There is something of the summer in a pale

blue sky,

In the lullaby hum of the breeze,

In the tiny space,

Of a flower's face,

in the soft, sweet song of the trees.

Rita Kramer

How is everyone enjoying their Summer so far??