The Bethlen Home Messenger, 2000-2001 (1-4. szám)
2001-07-01 / 3. szám
âctüntp S^tsbiísbtő SUMMER IS HERE Here flares a flame of poppy red beside the pure white rose, And fresh upon the tangles vine the honeysuckle blows. The whippoorwill's far sounding call falls from a wild plum tree And mingles with the sweetest notes of little children's glee. The sweet and tender clover blooms in fields of red and white Where tiny dewdrops glisten in the early morning light. The pirate bee is on the wing with pilfered honey-hoard; The dance of moth and butterfly, the luna overlord. The sun drops golden kisses upon the yellow rose; The wind softly caresses where pinkish larkspur grows. The rare and perfect days have come, gay season of the year. Summer, gorgeous summer, once again is here.
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