Black Poetry : Summer's Coming

Mario William vitale

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By the changing weather

And it doesn't matter if I'm ready

Or if Betty my love is still far away

Or that my fishing pole isn't repaired

Nor that my glove is worn and tattered

Summer's coming...

In the fields growing green

Along banks on the streams

Where the grass grows then someone mows

For the animals which teems

Upon the mighty revolving ball

Enjoying the sunshine most of all

Summer's coming...

When the feeling in school

Is often in the mood of not learning

But the yearning to get out with one so true

Running free in nature like the breeze

Caught up in wonders of love's fancy

Summer's coming...

Along shores of the sea

In the wooded forestry

Fullest of life seldom there's strife

A time to reflect on life's being
 

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