Summer Comes Poem by Valerie Dohren

Beautiful poem full of hope. Nicely written. A great ten

Ah! Valerie, your English Sun is coming in his chariot soon And our Indian Sun is going to charge against us later with no hopes left. Your summer is your pride and our envy.

A stunning write with great use of words to bring summer, a time of fulfilment and to rejoice in the expectation of new horizons!

Just what I needed to keep the winter blues at bay.

This poem makes me full of anticipation. I love the effect, thank you.

A wonderful poem, when summer comes it's time for new beginnings.

It can't come soon enough for me Val. Nice one my friend.

Dear Valerie tru feels of summer that excites the soul and makes the heart passionate. Thanks Please read my poems and give your views.

Summer is a bit too 'eager' for me but I enjoyed your lusty poem.

Can't come soon enough for me.; -)