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.
No comments:
Post a Comment