Summer Symphony

Summer Symphony

by M.J. Harris

Butterflies dance to the warm summer's breath

setting the flowers aflame.

Honeybees attendant in their rush

to gather the critic's acclaim.

Emerald fields in royal attire

entranced in a gentle sway.

Crowns of clover bursting desire

an encore in mid-session play.

The old man is the usher, stage-hand and director

callused hands and muddy knees.

They'll play for him, as long as God's willing,

the summer symphony.