Summer Flights
Nights grow longer, stars in flamed blue,
the luscious trees waving away-
with boughs so plump,ripeness is due,
and dreamy strolls light up the bay.
How the breeze jiggles, toes are bare
on sandy coasts, joys are night's grace,
then 'round I go to our town's fair,
and cherish all of summer's blaze!
Copyright © Lyva Marty | Year Posted 2015
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