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Summer-a time of contentment, warmth, general well being and blue skies,
long carefree days, where hazy sunshine lifts our souls to new highs,
up in the Heavens, jet planes` exhaust streams gently `criss cross`,
and `cotton wool` clouds aimlessly float ,like soft, fluffy candy floss,
whilst far below, mother nature` ,now completely awake ,on the ground,
infant animal offspring ,reflect life beginning anew again ,all around,
from `her` long sleep, during the winter period, hibernation is now over,
trees and shrubs heavy with seed and luscious foliage, grass with clover,
despite this, clouds will sometimes cover the sun, causing weather, broody`,
and the resultant effect, ever making humans feel depressed and moody.
However ,it is only temporary and ,like all things ,must eventually `turn`,
and soon comforting rays will re-appear brightly ,and quash all concern.

Summer ,a time to grow and, later harvest crops from the good soil,
to just enjoy being alive and savour ,in full, the `fruits of our toil`,
for winter is always not too far away, just round the corner ,biding time,
patiently awaiting, but for now ,all is well on God’s earth-beauty sublime.
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Submitted by paintedlady on April 15, 2021

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