A sense of summer
May 19, 2008
It is the heavy sweet scent that fills the air.
It is the damp and soothingly cool breath that lingers in the hollows.
It is the sound of crickets singing their calls through the night.
It is the touch of fog that grows with the falling light.
It is the feel of warmth and wash of sun that tans the skin.
It is the green and lively hills rolling along the country side.
It is the courting of birds as they dance from limb to limb.
It is the enchanting glimmer of a late May moon, glowing dim.
