The Summoning of a Summer Day

A golden light beam

struck me between the eyes

woke me with great surprise

Brother Sun surely knew

it was my time too

to rise, to shine,

on this long awaited day

I sprang from my bed,

raced to the window,

to fling it wide open, 

to behold

the sun lit up the oak in vibrant green

each leaf an ornament in lustrous sheen

Birds singing hymns that soared to the heavens

Cumulus clouds shining in the purest,

pristine white, so bright, proclaiming 

this day will bring the fairest weather 

Bewitched, my mind transfixed

on a crystal clear day

It is the call of Summer’s first day—

How shall I answer?

How shall I obey?

Shall I kneel... or shall I play?

No school, no clocks

let Summer make its play 

I have all day to play.

What wonders await on this glorious day?

Summer On...

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