Summer Is
Summer is a cricket's chirp,
the croak of a bullfrog's burp,
and a sweet nightingale's twirp.
A season beyond compare:
wildlife thriving everywhere,
as flowers perfume the air.
The whoosh of a flyswatter;
swimming pools of cool water:
and warm days, getting hotter.
The neighborhood kids at play,
outside till night claims the day:
and the stars are on display.
An abundance of daylight;
an itchy mosquito bite:
and a fledgling bird's first flight.
A time of love and romance:
opening your heart to chance,
and dancing a moonlit dance.
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