Summer Sonnet

Each Summer blossom, rustle of the trees, Spring’s over, I know your work is all done. Every bird in flight, every gentle breeze, Summertimes here to have fun in the sun. Still glowing brightly, is the colored moon, Wonderful perfumes drifting so sprightly, Excitement of surprises coming soon, Summer sun shining, shimmering slightly. By the seaside the ocean is churning. Such sunsets, the skies drenched in purest gold, Notes you send, to tell me you’re returning, Stunning scenes, fields of flowers to behold. These wonders I cherish deep in my soul. So when Summer comes round, I'm feeling whole.