Face of Summer
Nursery rhymes with silly lines make children laugh in summer time
bubbles blown from little sticks seem to pop so lickety-split
Lady Bugs in flower beds talk in shades of black and red
a froggy turns to baritone from a Lilly pad where he's at home
clouds adrift like cotton candy cross the sky with blue a-plenty
while oh so well that Summer sun takes a bow when he is done
then sells his song to an Autumn moon turning to a season new
Copyright © Dave Washburn | Year Posted 2006
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