Oh Summer, Summer
I live in Canada- land of winter,
our summers are much anticipated;
I learned early to be a rain sprinter,
sometimes our warm weather is belated.
We wait and wait until we want to scream,
our spring days are confused- one warm, one cold;
while walking in snow I "summer" dream,
some days are lovely with a sun of gold.
In a warm spell- I put away my coat,
a few days later my boots- my hat;
but the next DAY in snow I was afloat,
and without boots on the ice I fell flat.
This is how my winter turned to summer,
when at last it came- it was MIDSUMMER!
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August 20, 2017
Sonnet/Oh Summer, Summer
Copyright Protected, ID 932248
Written for the contest, How Your Winter Turned Into Summer
sponsor, Brenda Chiri
Second Place
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