Sunshine:

by Scott Cole   Apr 28, 2016


Oh Summer drips with flowing honey
Those yellow drops that we all crave,
That rest upon our arms and face
Are her shadows of golden rays.

For it warms up my heart and soul
Puts goosebumps all over my skin,
Those water droplets on the outside
That quenches my thirsty soul within.

Just a big ole taste of Sunshine
That's as fresh as fresh could be,
Those golden colored honey drops
That are always alittle sweet on me.

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  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    I love this. A truly beautiful write with lots of lovely imagery.

    Em

  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Hello Scott

    This poem sums up the way I feel about summer in a lovely, flowing read.

    I hope you are well.

    Ben