
To live in a town where long summer days
Go by in blink of verdant leafy gifts,
Warmth creeps in with flower-pink arrays
And senses wake from winter’s snowy drifts.
Blue northern lakes lure boaters sunny feats,
Adorn tables with white linen while we dine,
Eat seafood, avocado, baby beets.
Music wafts our souls dance on nights divine. (benign)
Make most of pleasures drawn in sepia ink
Walk dappled trails though parks to breathe calm sighs
Sit at fireworks on lawns as fireflies wink
Hear children laugh, and watch star-spangled skies.
Store it in chemical mental splendor
Long sylvan days give way to winter rigor.


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