Summer days evoke a gracious scene
Of picnics by a gently flowing stream.
Of tennis courts and pristine bowling green
And cricket whites and strawberries and cream.
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A nice poem too...but unfortunately this season doesn't last long...the sun will be eclipsed and will leave the stage for the sky's tears and the gloomy autumn and winter days.
Great poem. Summer is sweet and soft while it burns in heat. I personaly, liked the rhyme of your words. I smiled while reading them.