Best Seasonswrite Poems


Summer Night

Not quite light, not quite dark
It was hazy, hot, and humid today
Setting on my old front porch
Just leisurely passing time away

Lightening bugs are softly glowing
Crickets are chirpping their tune
Darkness is descending rapidly
I can see a beautiful crescent moon

Sounds of summer all around
Oh, the glorious seasonal scent
Just a hint, of a summer breeze
The day is but hours of being spent

Not many more summer nights
Soon snow will cover the ground
For this moment, I am content
With the beauty of sight and sound

For Write Now (It took me ten minutes
to write this on my front porch}
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