Solstice hums in the grass,

singing a song of insect deligh

calling out to sunlight bright,

"Shine, shine, shine while you can,

lighten and brighten all."

 

Solstice sings in the leaves,

birdsong trills  to babbling brooks,

"Quench the thirst and make warmth last

remember to enjoy while you can

all that is summer now."

 

Solstice shouts in the noonday sun

"Long hours soon will dwindle,

trees, take time to expand

kindle new growth while you can

the spindle of time twirls on."

 

Tasha Halpert