Whispers of the Soul

Summer

The Taste of Summer

The sun spills its warmth like honeyed gold,
Each moment a memory waiting to unfold.
A canvas of flavors, vibrant and bright,
Summer's sweet offerings, a pure delight.

Juicy watermelon, the first bite a splash,
Crimson and cool, as the juices all clash.
Laughter erupts as we gather and share,
With each crisp, sweet slice, we banish all care.

Sun-kissed peaches, soft and divine,
Their golden skin glistens, a treasure to find.
Biting in gently, a nectar-filled thrill,
Each dribble of juice, a moment to fill.

Ice cream cones tower, a rainbow of dreams,
Swirls of vanilla, and chocolate streams.
As the sun warms our cheeks, it melts down our hands,
Sticky fingers and smiles, the best summer plans.

Grilled burgers and hot dogs, the sizzle and smoke,
The sound of the grill, where laughter awoke.
Savory spices, the tang of the sauce,
Each bite a reminder of summer's great gloss.

Corn on the cob, golden, charred, and sweet,
Butter drips down, a savory treat.
Chomped on in twilight, as fireflies glow,
Every kernel a memory, a time long ago.

Berry-stained fingers from picking the best,
Ripe strawberries, blueberries, summer's own quest.
Bowlfuls of flavor, each bite tells a tale,
Of sunny adventures where friendships prevail.

From barbecues roaring to picnics in shade,
Each taste of summer, a sweet serenade.
In every delicious moment, I find my delight,
Celebrating the flavors that make life feel right.