Summer Is
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Summer is a cricket's chirp,
the croak of a bullfrog's burp
and a sweet nightingale's twirp.
A season beyond compare,
when wildlife thrives everywhere
and flowers perfume the air.
The whoosh of a flyswatter,
swimming in pools of water
and warm days getting hotter.
The neighborhood kids at play,
outside till night claims the day
and stars are put on display.
An abundance of daylight,
an itchy mosquito bite,
and a fledgling bird's first flight.
A time for love and romance,
opening your heart to chance
and dancing a moonlight dance.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2022
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