The Green of Summer

The passing of unsettled skies

Makes way for more pastoral days

Where green is nature’s uniform

And sunlight clings to the horizon.

 

Bold the forest spreads its welcome,

Gives itself up willingly to

All who seek its gentle comfort,

Shelter from the noonday sun.

 

Fields and meadows roll with laughter.

Children’s voices ringing bells of

Simple joy while we sit watching

Keeping vigil as they play.

 

Nighttime cannot quench your colors, 

Hide the flavor of your hue.

I can taste the green of summer

Though my eyes see only gray.

 

Oh, that you could stay forever,

Wear your magic on my sleeve, but

Seasons come and seasons go

Leaving little time to grieve.

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