Thursday, August 1, 2019

ADIEU TO JULY 2019 By Polly Guerin



















Everything good, everything magical
Seemingly happens in the summer

But July turned into a hot plate griddle
And the days just lay there and sizzled

The blood red Ruby is your birthstone
Passionate, dramatic you are not alone

With admirers around your golden flame
July hangs on the top of summer's game

Sultry days and dewy nights so it seems
Gives us pause to linger and to dream

As sea glass sparkles in the ocean sun
Stories of foreign lands have just begun

Beach books let us read and make plan
To vicariously visit some enchanted land

And sleep the sleep of dreams come true
Live in the sunshine, swim away, renew

Drink in the wild sea air and lose yourself
Leave worries behind store then on a shelf

Fill your baskets high with golden pines
Cool parsley, basil sweet and sunny thyme

Gather up memories on a dewy morning
Tuck them into a notebook, never boring

With July at the top of the livelong year
Gather sweet memories so close, so dear.