July Poem by Justin Reamer

the month of midsummer,
founded by Julius Caesar,
to put in the calendar,
and much more about this month,
is more than the name,
for 'tis a great month,
for 'tis so warm,
and so welcoming,
and the lake is always warm,
and the beach calls my name.
the month the seagulls decide
to give me a holler,
the month the birds still chirp in the morning,
the month the ducks and geese reside
everywhere to be seen,
the month the trees are at
their most functional and mature,
the month of America's Independence,
which is great when it comes
to thinking about the Founding Fathers,
and the month of my father's birthday,
which comes by every year,
but he never chooses to celebrate it with us,
so 'tis a pity to think of,
but, otherwise, 'tis a great month,
and that I cannot deny.