I like summer
when days are long,
when easy winds whisper
a sweet and tender song,
when cool rains fall gently
and soft dust becomes damp,
when lightning bugs flicker
like an out-going lamp,
when the whippoorwill’s call
echoes through the night
and my heart knows
that everything is all right.
© Freeda Baker Nichols
Lovely!
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“my heart knows everything is alright”…what more could you want!
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Says it all, doesn’t it?
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totally!
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I like all those things about summer, especially the feeling of well-being. But fall is on its way. No matter, we like it, too!
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Another good one.
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I posted the summer one and it’s starting to be close to autumn, so will have to write about that season. I have an autumn poem but I think I may have posted it last year.
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