Whispers of Summer
In the golden light of the dawning sun,
Summer awakens, a season of fun.
With laughter that dances on warm, gentle breeze,
And the scent of the blossoms that sway on the trees.
The world is a canvas, painted bright hues,
With fields full of flowers and skies deep in blues.
Children's voices echo, their joy pure and sweet,
As they run through the meadows on bare, happy feet.
The sun casts its glow on the shimmering lake,
Where ripples are painted with each gentle wake.
The laughter of friends, the splash of the shore,
In the heart of summer, there's always room for more.
Barbecues sizzling, the aroma so rich,
As families gather, each moment a gift.
With stories and laughter, the evening drifts by,
Beneath the warm glow of the vast, starry sky.
Fireflies twinkle, like stars come to play,
As twilight embraces the end of the day.
The night hums a melody, soft and serene,
With whispers of dreams and the magic unseen.
The days stretch like shadows, so lazy and long,
As we savor the moments, the sweet summer song.
In the heart of the season, with sun on our skin,
We treasure the laughter, the memories within.
With road trips and picnics, adventures abound,
The thrill of the ocean, the joy that we've found.
Each sunset a painting, a story untold,
In the warmth of the summer, we feel so bold.
So let's raise a glass to the season we love,
To the warmth of the sun and the skies up above.
For in every heartbeat, in every warm sigh,
Summer whispers softly, "Life is passing by."
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Whispers of the Soul: part 2
PoesíaThis is my second poetry book. I will be updating this one with a new poem every day from each category.
