Oh, sweet summertime,
Gone so fast,
Mem’ries last.
Woods of fireflies,
Sun has set.
Dark blue skies,
Crystalline net.
Bright beaming stars,
A dirt road.
Above cars,
Some secret code.
Late evening walk,
Pines surround.
A nice talk,
Barks from a hound.
Oh, sweet summertime,
Sour green lime.
Hopping in pools,
Bracing swim.
Sapphire jewels
Shine like a glim.
Reading a book,
Page by page.
A plot hook
Takes center stage.
Passing peach trees,
Countless fields.
A cool breeze
Humid air shields.
Oh, sweet summertime,
Still wind chime.
Crepe myrtles glow,
Withers grass.
A grand show,
Rabbit darts past.
Drips of ice cream
On my hand,
Like a stream
Of grains of sand.
Gorgeous ocean,
Waves that thud.
Slow motion,
Castles of mud.
Oh, sweet summertime,
Paradigm.
A blowing fan,
Fire pavement.
Chills the tan,
One’s amazement.
A hot truck ride,
Hat on dash.
Road is wide,
Gas pedal mash.
A red sunburn,
One May day.
A slow turn,
Radiant ray.
Oh, sweet summertime,
Sunlight prime.
Cardinal hides,
Little red.
Quickly glides,
Feathered wings spread.
Lone fawn appears
From the wood.
Sound she hears,
Not understood.
Butterfly wings
Dance on past.
Lovely things,
Small shadow cast.
Impressive ant,
Moving so.
Stopping, can’t,
Places to go.
Oh, sweet summertime,
Lines of rhyme.
The Creator,
High above.
No greater
Is there a love.
He made all things,
Elation.
To Him sings
All creation.
Formed ev’ry land,
Sky and sea.
His right hand
E’er upholds me.
Oh, sweet summertime,
Can’t define.
How sublime!