Three Summer Sonnets

 

I

There is nothing like a beautiful rose,
With all the colors so tender and bright;
An inter made feelings from longing arouse,
When summer awakens into the light.

Evenings of fragrance, ever so sweet,
When the blooming with a freshness are showing;
And earth pasture's from the winter are freed,
When wilderness all is again glowing.

My heart is with a new song and now singing,
About each of the beautiful days ahead;
When nature is its adornment in bringing,
And winter has gone from a roses bed.

These are the joy fullest moments of life,
When colors of summer in fullest arrive.

 

II

April blossom come forward with a flower,
The endure that enriches our spring days;
The bearing with a new color for each hour,
Uplift our feelings when we have gray days.

Spring is a booming of freshness, so great,
Colors, in blend of shades, so deep and profound;
With excitement our feelings can hardly then wait,
When comes summer's dream with another round.

Lilies and roses, and daisies so fresh,
The gardens are open for blooming all out;
And so's pure nature with fairest wilderness,
To mountains high, flowers are spreading about.

The depth of a summer's first, is green,
All the shading up of colors in between.

 

III

Oh daisy, daisy true love, and a whisper,
From the garden and into my own home;
Oh maybe, oh maybe, as time gets crisper,
My domicile's like a temple of a dome.

I call onto you, my darling sweetheart,
With what I am singing alone to the night;
My heart is of love, or where it will start:
My feelings and touch will give me a guide.

I love like I believe - and nothing more then this,
For everything else the wind will blow away;
Heart's a vault for accomplishing a wish,
Bringing on its shoulders the forthcoming day.

The fields are now greener then ever before,
As I'm of feelings, for a moment sure.

 

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