The Coming of Summer

The morning Sun prepares to rise, the moon is now asleep. The last of springs cooling touch are memories we now keep. A lizard crawls from beneath a rock to catch the morning rays, the sun is now high above I welcome the summer days. Gone are the blooms from spring for now they will return I'm sure, so for now the warmth is here no cold nights to endure. A summer breeze warms the soul, an endless starry night. A Crystal lake still as stone all under the brilliant moonlight. The crickets sing from dusk to dawn, the summer times finally here. Goodbye autumn, winter and spring I'll see you all next year