Life in full bloom

Abounds on the Earth

As once tender shoots

Now prepare to give birth.

“Come, dance!” calls the blossom

To partner, the bee,

And a miracle happens

On each vine and tree.

The sun is too anxious

To wait to arise

And lingers far longer

In summertime skies.

This is the season

Of anticipation

Awaiting the harvest

And Fall celebration.

“Grow!” commands sunlight,

“Be cooled!” cries the rain,

As the cycle of plenty

Begins once again.

We bask in the Summer

Of warmth and delight

Of comforting shade trees

And soft breeze of night.

©Pamela Stead Jones 2010