Longer Days
People love the longer days
For soaking up those sunshine rays
But I, for one, prefer the phase
Of darkened afternoons.
Since when the sun is all ablaze,
The time one spends indoors betrays
The natural urge to fresh-air graze
Near flowers and balloons.
Of course, the spring deserves its praise,
With gardens flaunting their displays
And I’ll conform to normal ways
Of Aprils, Mays and Junes.
But really, I like best to laze
Inside when tiredness outweighs
The late-day sun; my eyes just glaze
(Though most would say too soon).
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2023
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