Summer Romance
At summer’s
dawn I see the sun arise,
To warm the earth
and kiss her dampened plane,
With yawning
rays that tease and linger there,
And promise
tender love to gain their end.
The earth
aroused, responds to the sun’s heat,
And gives her swain
the richness of her soul.
She buds and
blooms in trusting innocence,
Within his
flaming arms matures,
And bursts to
shameless fruitfulness.
When comely
face begins to fade with age,
The first blush
gone, her lushness brown and spent,
The fiery cad,
with faithless disregard,
Abandons her to
wither and to die,
And wanders far
to feed his greedy eye
Upon some other budding summer land.
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