Deep Summer (Written July 27)

Deep Summer

 

Already it is deep summer in roadside fields

And meadows and in woods behind

Old farmhouses nestled among the hills.

 

Hints of red and gold and brown mix

With the stark whites and yellows

Of the wildflowers, and the deep green

 

Of the grasses. The spell of hot weather,

Which made sleeping difficult, seems

To have passed, and the cooling breezes

 

Foretell the coming of autumn.

If life were a slide show we would

Press pause and keep this perfect

 

Summer day, thinking there could be

None better, forgetting that each season

Has its own sort of perfection.

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