Summer Lady
Summer lady
In her blue cotton dress
Walking down the street
Her red hair shines in soft evening ray
Like copper ribbon in gentle breeze
With a soft voice she sings a song
And it’s of a nightingale’s
Sweet summer lady
With a dimple deep
Her skin is of color bronze
Hard tanned from the wheat field sun
She sways gently along the way
Her straw sandal brushing the tall green grass
Summer lady
As plain as the pale blue sky
She would scoff at melting butter
She would hush a crying boy
She would try to rhyme the world
With her sweet verse late at night
Sweet summer lady
In her blue cotton dress
Strolling down this narrow street
She waves at me and drops a smile
Which falls gently upon my chest
There I smile and whisper soft
“Here’s a daughter of the earth”
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Il As | Year Posted 2013
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