The joy to rise to the summer morn,
When birds sing with joy with me
On the branches of every tree
And the sky-lark rattle sweet rhymes
O! What a sweet company!
But summer morn school;
Drives all joy away
Under a cruel eye outworn,
Little ones spend the day
In sighing and dismay.
Ah! How can the bird,
Born for joy sit in a cage and sing!?
For the joy is blown away
By sorrow and cares dismay
Worn thro' with the dreary shower
How shall the summer arise in joy?
Or do summer tree goodies appear?
How do we gather what grief destroys?
Or bless the mellowing moment
When does the blast of the winter appear?
Summer School Days
Borklo Solomon
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 03/05/2022
Poet's note: All about the real life experience
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Poem topics: grief, school, sky, sorrow, winter, bird, rise, moment, cage, company, Valentine's Day, away, tree, sweet, summer, joy, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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