Sketches Of Summer (2007) Poem by DM W

O the hue of the sky is a deep azure blue.
The budding roses are still wet with morning dew.
A dazzle of elegant butterflies emerge
Over quiet country lanes' lush green grass and ferns.
In the hedgerows gleaming fox gloves stand proud and tall,
As a lone blackbird trills out its welcoming call.
Poplar trees sway gently in the soft summer breeze.
While the sharp crow cries echo through golden cornfields.
In the haze of the heat, bees are buzzing around.
The scent of fresh, fragrant pollen has them aroused.
The forests, valleys and hills flourish with new life:
Nature's drunk on drowsy summer's rich, vintage wine.