Summer days of childhood; enchanting dreams
The fields were over bare with flowers; air with bees buzz, hummed and beams
As imperceptibility as embedded grief
The summer suddenly lapsed away leaving me hopeless with no relief
Summer evenings, a quietness, distilled calm
A twilight long began over citrus orchard full of balm
Nature kindly spreading itself over me in a sequestered session
My thirst was enormous for such heavenly lesson
The day of summer was long; the dusk drew late in
The following morn foreign shown; chilly, brisk over white dunes
A courteous and holy grace as a guest that would be gone soon
As the sun grew scorching from the East; its canopy grew thin
And thus without being noticed or proclaimed it did eclipse
My childhood summer made her light and warmth escape
Diluted in my mind
Into the beautiful it left behind
And then as school had started
The morns grew meeker, softer sun; summer departed
By routes and paths the thorny bushes were hardening and brown
At evenings cold air grasped the fields; the glory of the rose was out of town
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