Summers

Scent of grass that’s freshly cut
The colours burst to lift my heart
Dragons snap with Holly’s hock
The Dandy’s lion, the Roses rock
Ice cream drips on stones and sand
The towels and lotion, waves in motion
Boats and gliders, guards on hand
Wicker baskets, cakes and tea
The blankets spread, the grasses green
The ducks need feeding, Cabbage Whites,
That spread their wings, Catch rays mid flight

© 2017 Christina Thom