Sounds of Summer

Threshold of reverberation upon the season, Whistling playfully through prisms, Moments of rampant waves, Secure resonance blindly, Emergent sounds bellow outward, Within crisp clean atmosphere, Those that listen know all. Buzzing, chirps, faraway calls, All the sounds of summer’s morn, These and more sell the time of year. A cherished time, sprinkled in childhood. Memories of these declare, Sounds of summer have arrived.