on paths of roses
summer is walking my way
once again plummy
in the clear blue skies
colored birds are heading back
on the gold highways
in tall green grasses
warm breezes carry wild news
to the eager crowds
rampantly rambling
sweet flowers trail on the vine
tick tock goes the clock
Beautiful poem as always from the pen of Evelyn, enough vocabulary, full of fantasy always but that is excellent for writing poetry, needs no muse. Your muse sits in your beautiful mind, dear Evelyn! 5 Stars full
Am I in my dreams or this poem took me to the dreamland, wonderful poem Full stars*****
So glad you were swept away, my friend. Thank you very much.
Colourful summer in a colourful mind. Well crafted
We have to wait a few more months to think about summer, you poem gives us a lovely reminder of what summer can be. Happy Christmas!
The season are all beautiful, but I love summer the best. Thank you very much.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We can feel the beauty and wonders of summer even if we are in the deep freeze winter. Great images.
Thank you for your elating comment.