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Language of Summer

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Summer speaks to me by waking me up early
Playing tunes of beautiful song bird melodies
Blowing cool breezes in early mornings
Creating chimes of rustling tree leaves

She speaks to me through marvels of elaborate spider webs 
Through various trees’ dazzling green shades 
Through fascinating designs on butterfly wings
Through flutters of humming birds and dances of dragonflies

She speaks to me by offering plums, peaches and numerous berries
And various melons, figs and delicious cherries
Growing scrumptious tomatoes in the garden for my luxury
Exhibiting vivacious blooms on rose bushes and crape myrtle trees

She speaks to me shining bright through brilliance of sunlight
Warming the afternoons and dehydrating grasses on hillsides
Crafting radiant sunsets and captivating afterglows of twilight skies 
Generating buzzing mosquitoes in stillness of evenings’ dim lights

She speaks to me through an astonishing sight of a skunk mama and her adorable babies
Showing a watchful face of a raccoon sitting in an oak tree 
Displaying an occasional slithering of a rattler or a snake native 
Birthing numerous insects and active lizard progenies 

Through magnificence of marvelous starry nights
Through frog croaks and cricket lullabies 
Through precious waters of the lake 
Summer speaks to me and I listen with gratitude in my heart……           

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Date: 8/2/2019 3:18:00 PM
Excellent imagery in your poem, Smita. And sights and sounds of summer in vivid words.
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Smita Kulkarni
Date: 8/3/2019 11:05:00 AM
Thank you Vijay! The skunk mom and her babies were an amazing sight :) -Smita