Summer's Offering
Sip from the cup
of June
The sweet wine
Of summer
That intoxicating maiden
Who frolics
Through the land
Dressed in emerald
She taught the birds
To sing
And the breeze
To blow the scented jasmine
Through lazy curtains
Seek the feast
Awaiting the tired eyes
As nature's paintbrush
Tips the fields
And the distant hills
With colors splendid
Do not drink too fast
But slowly cherish
Each fragrant red rose
Each tiny blue bird
Each crystal moon
Close your eyes
Savour the pleasure
As summer's cup
Will be empty
And soon, the wine
Will become Autumn's
Bitter dregs..
Copyright © Valerie Bellefleur | Year Posted 2008
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