Affable summers bring warmth and love.
An optimist welcomes it as a white-winged dove;
Though it bewilders the saturnine;
When everyone's clothing appears pavonine.

Summers are dazzlingly bright.
The sun makes it's presence fierce and forthright.
The beaming rays ignite every shade of darkness;
Filling the air with enticing fondness.

The towering rage of the sun stands still.
The earth is all set to kowtow as per Apollo's will.
Summer solstice yet remains an uncelebrated vivid tale;
For days and nights are in transition across every dale.

The scorching July is as relentless as every year.
The air is dusty and the sky is not clear.

Summer marks every phase of existence;
And inspires to rise with sheer persistence.
A seasoned traveller believes in the fate of every day;
For he knows there is a Golden Ray.

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