The Summer OF March.

Blossoming flowers, the uncrisp leaves,
the melting dew and the buzz of the bees;
lose fit clothes and icy drinks,
people are joyous till the late sun sinks;
summer of march as beautiful as ever!

where ice cream trucks hum away,
(like) the late night melodies galore,
from high swings-late-do the children sway,
and the convivial winds rap on your door.

as the  grannys knit, the teens are out,
the rentals work and the babies shout,
the night so young with days stretched long,
the cities bask in the sunlights song.
the summer of march as beautiful as ever,
the summer of march-like no other.

The pools water so cool on your feet,
the night sleep so warm;
the ruffled leaves now so neat,
the lollies with a whole new form!
the heavenly feel of the icy sweet,
the feel of the loving breeze,
it literally sweeps you off your feet,
as, in the suns warmth you freeze!!

the summer of march as beautiful as ever.
the summer of march is like no other!