What Summer Means to Me

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Hazy, hot and humid means summer is here, Cookouts in the backyard with lots of cold beer. Burgers on the grill just a tad overcooked, Vacations being researched, planned and booked. Beaches are crowded as bodies bronze in the sun, By the end of the day a few will be well-done. Ice cream stands along the boardwalk do a brisk trade, Grab a handful of napkins and you'll have it made. It's t-shirt, shorts and flip-flops galore, They are comfy to wear, you don't need much more. Lounge by the pool and enjoy a fresh lemonade, When you've had enough sun head into the shade. Jersey tomatoes ripening on the vine, The sweet corn is coming along just fine. Fresh fruits and veggies adorn the dinner table, Come over and share a meal when you're able. The sky opens up with storms every day, Dampening the earth and everything in its way. When the rain finally stops and the sun peeks through, You'll see a rainbow, and that's good luck for you. Summer doesn't last forever; I know that is true, It's my favorite season and just between me and you. I'll enjoy every moment that is given to me, If summer lasted all year round how wonderful that would be! (I wrote this many years ago for a now defunct site.) photo: pixabay.com/en/summer-beach-seagulls-deckchairs-814679/