To float among the new summer clouds <br />and under a new full silver moon I can <br />see the shadows looking back down at me <br /> to smell the night time fragrance from <br /> the first Honey Suckle trees to bloom <br />to feel the new summer winds blowing <br />through my hair, whispering new <br />summer secrets in my ear. <br /> <br />And on the first new dawn of summer <br />to smell new smells, and natures old <br />forgotten familiar ones to stop and <br />hear a Robins babies peeping from <br />their nest hidden sunggled among <br />the Honey Suckle flowers, and branches. <br />The crickets are performing their first <br />concert of the summer. <br /> <br />With the smell of fresh summer <br />dirt comes Gods creatures so <br />small their emergeing from <br />cracks and crevasses of the <br />ground after their winter slumber. <br /> <br />Grandmas tulips are no longer <br />sleeping, their begining to stretch <br />looking up to that lemon summer sun, <br />to warm their new tips that have <br />started to emerge up through the ground. <br />Each new summer day some thing <br />new awakens to show its beauty.. <br /> <br />New sounds, forgotten sounds <br />my garden has slept far to long. <br />Now the lemon summer sun has <br />started to do her job winter blankets <br />are no longer needed the blooms <br />have yet to be born, their in their <br />embryo stage. <br /> <br />But it will not be long until Gods <br />color pallette will explode and <br />the flowers will stand up and dance <br />in their dresses of beautiful colors. <br />The fragrance will fill the garden <br />all of this under the lemon summer <br />sun. <br />And on this the first day of summer. <br /> <br /> GAYLE GOFF <br /> JAN 2009<br /><br />GAYLE ANNE GOFF<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-lemon-sunshine-day/
