In gardens & fields, crops are high
Fertilizing & Sun pushed them to the sky
Most flourish, some lag behind
In the end, nature will mold & grind
In gardens & fields, crops are high
Fertilizing & Sun pushed them to the sky
Most flourish, some lag behind
In the end, nature will mold & grind
Wind in poplar, linden, or willow foliage,
One of my oldest Summer sound memories
It has no change or age
It ignores crow and swallow parties
Do I enjoy it enough,
I sometimes ask
So quickly, the festive mask
Is replaced by the one that’s rough
Just go out, with your water flask
My strongest Summer memories
Have a connection with pink oleander scent
When Sun & Moon light are bent
On waves of magnificent seas
David Gilmour, Rihanna, Stef Bos,
Nicely at the background
This amazing Summer day, I hound
Further, I must carry the same cross
The mild Summer weather has started
Amazing skies, soft wind in the foliage
Alas, my scent sensation isn’t whole hearted
Earlier, pandemic visitors didn’t even rage
Amazing weather is on its way
May it brighten the day
Drought is a risk, as before
Crowds will be on sea & city beach shore
Excellent temperature
White clouds, modest actors on a blue stage
Some wind whispers the foliage
How long it will last, is never sure
Plenty of rainfall, apparently
Frost is over now
Animals are roaming abundantly
And me, again, through work I plough
Here I am, doing something tedious
Yet, I had to leave the paper fuss
The blue sky with its white fluff
Swallows bringing their vocal stuff
May they help through the monotonous
After spending some days in Summer,
I plunged back into Autumn
Quiet, fresh days met the homecomer
Who accepts what they brought him
Earlier, longer darkness
Gives a first Autumn finesse
There’s no Autumn chill yet
In this strange Summer we’ve met
Less fear of contamination
So, more people went on vacation
More forest fires on many places
Rain & floods on other places