by Winifred Sackville Stoner, Jr.

Give me the joys of summer,
Of Summer Queen so fair,
With a wealth of lovely flowers
And fruits and sun-kissed air!

Talk not to me of winter
With ice and frost and snow,
Nor changing spring and autumn
When howling winds will blow.
No, I will take the joys
Of Summer every time,
So to this Queen of Seasons
I dedicate my rhyme. 

 

 


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Winifred Sackville Stoner, Jr.
Winifred Sackville Stoner, Jr.

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