The Phoenix Rises Again

My friend summer heals us from oppression. All of history makes this concession. The ancient world knew him as the phoenix. He snares up winter's unjust transgression. The Greeks and Egyptians knew him quite well. His healing warmth breaks the icy cold spell. With the sun on his wings, ice and snow mourn. The oppressed are free from the frozen hell. Joyous song we sing in the warmth now here. Rejoice do we; the phoenix did appear. The atmosphere is safe thanks to his care. And this is how it goes year after year. Released are we when the sun bird shines bright. Evil does flee from his heavenly light. The season we call summer is with us. Don't wish away its pleasure and delight. 9/24/2018