Kneehigh and growing, here comes summertime.
Sticky hot days and perspiring long nights.
Doing is not much in fashion in prime
Heat of day. Being is all the right
We need to enjoy corn shooting shoulderward.
Come sit, drink a glass of ice-cold, then start
Unfolding summer's classy show, and boldly
Draw informed conclusions. Bird, startled darts
Away and summer's still again. It captures,
Calms, subdues and will leave us enraptured.
Fay Slimm
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/captured-by-summer/
