Daily Prompt: Summer



Thank God almighty is a sunny day

After many days of ceaseless bold cold:

I am truly, truly happy, o yea,

And can tell the sky is made of old gold;

The sun’s eyes beaming likewise on highs

And its warmth fresh, scorching and life-giving,

As I sit outside munching some French fries,

Unperturbed about any trifle, dull thing;

The twos yews around me are happy too,

Releasing their ageless freshness with ease,

And I say, “hey this is a life anew.

Stay longer, sir, wonderful summer, please,

 Lest thy quiet exit, oohs, will sow snows!

And draw me back to wear my winter clothes.”

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