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Is the summer here for good Or have I misunderstood. My garden is a mass of weed A few days there is what I need. Logs to chop and grass to cut Helps me escape the winter rut.
Jump real high and touch a tree, dip a toe into the sea. Take a breath and look up high, have a swim, you'll soon be dry. Sun is shining gorgeously, solid earth is under me.
The softness of the breeze, gently cooled his sun warmed skin. After so many rainy days, waiting for, the summer to begin. The heat wasn't remarkable, but it chased away his memory of the cold.
To go with my Winter poem, I have a Summer one, anybody wishing it could just be Summer now?.
I love this time of year - spring. I love to see the fresh green growth budding on all the trees and the colourful blossom appearing here and there.