Summers Here
By John McMenamin
Hawthorns, arrayed in bridal dresses
Laburnums, golden, hanging tresses
Nature carpets secret bowers
A tapestry of coloured flowers.
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Dandelions line the highway
Daisys cluster in the byways
Honeysuckle climbs the thorn and briar
Beauty grows in muck and mire.
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Birds sing at the break of day
At last, cold winters gone away
Ferns spring up from rotten leaves
Swallows nesting in the eves.
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Sunlight glints from panes of glass
Rainbows form on dewy grass
Rivers sparkle in the sun
The days are long, a time for fun.
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In the meadow, new mown hay
Turns to gold, as children play
Butterflies, with fragile wings
Far away, the cuckoo sings.
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Weeds and nettles in profusion
There鈥檚 beauty there, it鈥檚 not illusion
Natures beauty on display
On a bright and sunny day.
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In the shady, leafy lanes
Swallows dart like fighter planes
The Mayflys born at early dawn
Dusk descends, it鈥檚 life is gone.
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Bees hum in the sultry air
The Badgers sleeping in it鈥檚 ;air
Rabbits nibble lush, green clover
The lowing herd, the tired drover.
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The air is full of tiny things
All gods insects, they got wings
Magic perfumes scent the air
The foal sleeps safely, by the mare.
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The collies sleeping in the street
Contented snore, four stuck out feet
The crafty cat is in the shade
Witches eyes, of deepest jade.
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Old men, who though that they were done
Get up with the morning sun
Dance a jig across the floor
The walking sticks behind the door.
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Lawn-mowers, hum into the night
Got to get the garden right
Garden gnomes are placed with care
You just can鈥檛 put them anywhere.
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Hedges trimmed, to neat perfection
The green house shimmers in reflection
Hose pipes spurt a rainbow arc
The magic of the singing lark.
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Day after day, the sun beats down
The soil dries up, the grass turns brown
People starting to complain
鈥淭he sun gives m a wild sore pain鈥.
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Temper fray, as day moves on
A hose pipe ban? 鈥渁h my poor lawn鈥
Wake up to the sun again
People praying now for rain.
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No respite, the heat increases
Sheep are dying in their fleeces
Another day of endless sun
鈥淭o hell with this, it鈥檚 not much fun鈥.
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Another day of searing heat
Perspiration, tired feet
No one wants to leave the shade
Ice cubes clink in lemonade.
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The air is still, no wind or breeze
The leaves hang limply from the trees
Swarms of wasps invade the house
A hawk picks up a tired mouse.
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Skin peels off a freckled back
Heat can cause a stroke, a heart attack
Sun burned children cry in bed
Ultraviolet rays on a baldy head.
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People dream of snow and sleet
Wake up grasping in the heat
Open windows, open doors
Bare feet walk on red hot floors.
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鈥淭o much, too much鈥 the people cry
Not a cloud obscures the sky
Tar is bubbling on the road
The throbbing throat of an exposed toad.
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Week after week, the drought goes on
Yellow patches on the lawn
Crops hang limply, scorched and dead
The sun goes down in a ball of red.
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A crash of thunder in the night
Jagged lightening, blue and white
The heat waves gone, the rain pours down
Overflowing gutters, what a pleasant sound.
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The air is fresh, the sky is grey
The scourching sun has gone away
Pools of water on the lawn
The weathers broke-the SUMMERS-GONE.
鈥淧hew-What a Scorcher鈥
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