These Happy Hours

These Happy Hours

     How brightly this Season’s fair complexion shines
     With full flowering buds that follow Spring,
     As though the sun’s gold orb is itself outshone.
     Sometime temperate winds cool the burning air
     And playful breezes dance in the shifting shade,
     When heaven is in possession of these happy hours,
     As the Season follows Nature’s untrimmed course,
     Until Autumn’s eternal harvest is returned
     And this fertile Season’s lease is run.

            B. Stebbings
            08/06/19

       For 'Summer's Day Redo Contest'
        by Michelle Faulkner
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August 6, 2019 at 7:15 PM
I do not comment on free verse Barry, it's not a form I try to write, but this is lovely. :)
Stebbings Avatar
August 8, 2019 at 7:52 AM
Thank you, Gary. I have only posted three free verse poems, it is not my style but this one seemed to work. // Barry
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August 8, 2019 at 7:52 AM
Thank you, Gary. I have only posted three free verse poems, it is not my style but this one seemed to work. // Barry
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