Long days and short nights which
spice up our energies with grace.
We toil hard during hot middays
whilst sultry summer takes place.
July is my happy birthday month
when the welkin turns obscure.
Lightning strikes across the sky
as the rain makes our earth pure.
Trendy jackets make a beeline to
defy the bone-chilling effect.
Early sunsets and gelid snow falls
arise during winter that is perfect.
Multihued flowers effloresce as if
a keen childbirth has transpired.
Cuckoos sing groovy melodies of
decorous spring that is admired.