Dear Summer! ! ! Poem by Compton Wright

Dear Summer.

Looking at your summertime shine
As your trees waving with a greet
Your wind blow across my face
I thank you Summer!
For erasing my Winter bad memories
As I walk down your plains.
All green like a wintergreen freshness.
Feel just the same when I breath deeply in your summertime fresh air
You even bring your creations Your roses, buttercups and your blooming cherry blossoms When I fall into her roses of love
I look up to the open blue skies with your beautiful light clouds that look like clouds from the heavens above where the angels hide and sleep
As I lay there in the roses I start to dazed off and start daydreaming about the good old days when creativity was still alive and the mind of curiously of Leonardo Da Vinci
When Summer knock me out with her charm
I start to fall into a series of my heart loving music concerts and then finally the finale My soul play her instrument. it was beyond pleasure, love and peaceful music it was like soul searching but when i woke up
my sweet Summer was gone i only wish that my dear Summer would stay
But the world is cold
as the story unfold
your left in the dark in the end with no one to hold