How does summer fly?
Warmth of days gone by
Outdoors
Barbeques imply
Tasty chicken thigh
No chores
Scents waft to the sky
Past a loud magpie
Autumn I’ll defy
Sunset we decry
Hawk soars
Weather is bone dry
Cherish mid-July
Lake shores
Warmth of days gone by
How does summer fly?
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Today’s poem combines the prompt at NaPoWriMo.net, which calls for a seasonal poem featuring all senses and a rhetorical question, and the dVerse Poets Pub Lai Nouveau poetry form.