SUMMER DAY… a poem

yellow butterfly on dried leaf

Sing me a song of a summer day

Where warm winds blow across the fields

And butterfies alight on fragrant flowers

Sing me a song of a summer day

Where cold winter winds are but memories

And warmth is not hiding away

Sing me a song

Of a summer day

Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer;

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