And So It Begins…

Steel sunflower in the sun
from our shady glen,
summer comes again.

Bullfrogs line the pond
croaking all night long
their low blues sleepy song.

Mini mights have come
campers every one. Orange
life vests tight, floating in
the light.

Beach towels bright and
blue light the forest
cheery, wet feet on the

Kayak it does beckon,
see ya later I reckon.
Time to see what’ new.

Hope you like my summer
rhyme, not quite right every time
enjoy the summer view.

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