Summer comes

Summer comes, as spring will leave.
Gone are coat and thickened sleeve.

The day boils hot; The sun does bake.
And soon we'll yearn, for winters break.

The trees showcase their healthy leaf,
as cold drinks give the soul relief.

A happy but a scorching time,
that makes the cooler air sublime.

The feel of sweat will often rest;
between the arms and on the chest.

Now thunderstorms will drench the earth,
as lightning bolts are given birth.

Clear blue skies, are often seen;
as grass sings loud its emerald green.

What joy the weathers tides will bring.
For seasons are a precious thing.
Written by Aquaheal
Author's Note
I wrote this around 3 weeks before the start of summer. I keep falling back on the AABB style of rhyming. If any one gets tired of it, please let me know. I consider this a medium sized poem. I try not to publish too short of a poem. As usual, I tried to keep the poem smooth and without any tongue twisters, but line 14 (about grass singing) may be a bit of an exception to accentuate loudness. Since I am not formally trained much in proper poetic structure, it is about the best I can do.
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