Full Summer Dreams

We
dreamed                                                                                                                                               full summer dreams,

though                                                                                                                                              snow lay deep,                                                                                                                                                      cold, within                                                                                                                                                    its  depths.                                                                                                                                                                              Fauns frolicked,                                                                                                                    nibbling grassy green.

Flowers                                                                                                                                      sprung                                                                                                                                       myriad coloured blooms.

Oft blue  sky,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          deep
overcast,                                                                                                                                            but
touched                                                                                                                                               not                                                                                                                                              hearts                                                                                                                                               with gloom.

On wings                                                                                                                                                of
feathers shimmering,                                                                                                    birds  of many                                                                                                                                      races flew.

Crows, eagles, robins                                                                                                starling,                                                                                                                               tiny
humming birds,                                                                                                                    to
mention                                                                                                                                   just a
few.

winds
danced                                                                                                                                    on ponds                                                                                                                                of lily
pads                                                                                                                                       skipped
over rivers,                                                                                                                      streaming
bright

Stars of
diamond brilliance,                                                                                                  dimmed                                                                                                                          fireflies,
flashing                                                                                                                                            in June’s, soft
filled night.

Katydids                                                                                                                             sung
enchanted songs,                                                                                                        crickets, quick
joined in.

Bullfrogs, on
hollow logs                                                                                                                  boomed
sweet, romantic
things.

Wind howled                                                                                                                outside our cabin small.                                                                                               Snug                                                                                                                                           as ruged up bugs
we lay.

Icicles
tap                                                                                                                                           on
window panes.                                                                                                                      Frost feathers                                              gleam                                                                                                                                      in
candle glow.

Flames dance                                                                                                                         in
fireplace.

Disturbed,                                                                                                                               we toss                                                                                                                                      a little
turn,                                                                                                                                                    then, once
more                                                                                                                                                         dressed with
sleep,

we
dreamed                                                                                                                               full summer dreams.

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  1. Debbie

    I think this is fantastic! Beautiful pictures come to mind when this is read!

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