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Cottony Clouds
Summer is the season of warmth and light;
imbued with color and sensual scents.
Green overshadows everything in sight,
and overjoyed campers start pitching tents.
Caterpillars morph into butterflies;
while the brown-eyed Susans sway to and fro.
And white cottony clouds dabble blue skies;
as soft breezes stir the treetops below.
Sounds of children laughing tickle the air;
as flashing fireflies set twilight aglow.
And sweet songbirds are chipping everywhere;
while rosebuds bloom and the Hydrangeas show.
The subtle glow of Nature in Her prime
is the magic that makes Summer sublime.
Copyright ©
Emile Pinet
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