Summer by Edgar A. Guest

Good Morning, Sunshine!
Summer is still here. Let's not let the Back-to-school sales tell us otherwise! We can still enjoy the blessings of summer! After reading this sweet poem by Edgar A. Guest, we can close our eyes and savor our summer!

Bees are in the blossoms,
Birds are on the wing,
Roses climb, and summertime
Is kissing every thing.
Little pansy faces
Wink and smile at me,
And far and near there's not a tear
That human eye can see.

There's beauty in the garden,
There's beauty in the sky,
The stately phlox and hollyhocks
Have put their sorrows by.
The gentle breath of summer
Has blown the cares away;
All nature sings, for morning brings
Another lovely day.

Yet some are blind to beauty
And some are deaf to song;
The troubled brow is heard to vow
That all the world is wrong.
And some display their sorrow,
and some bewail their woe
And some men sigh that love must die
And summertime must go.

Yet some there are who blossom
Like roses in the sun,
Who dare to climb in summertime
When all their care is done.
They hide 'neath smiles of beauty
The sorrows they have borne,
They seem content that God hath sent
Another lovely morn.