The Four Seasons is the very first poem I wrote, in 1981 at age 13. It is divided into 4 parts, this is the fourth part called Summer. The poem is very simple and innocent, even as I was at the time. Read also the other parts of the poem – Autumn, Winter and Spring.
Summer
Heat
Irrepressible heat
Is the hallmark
Of summer.
As this warm, lovable season
Rushes in
Fruits overflow the market –
Flowers are at their zenith.
Although some tender ones
Cannot bear
The overzealous sun.
Soon it will be fall again.
Vanita Shukla Hork, 1981
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The Four Seasons – Summer
Just stunning that a 13 year old can write so beautifully.
Thank you so much, Steve 🙏🌷