SUMMER

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

A riotous dawn and the sea's great wonder;

The red, red heart of a rose uncurled;

And beauty tearing her veil asunder,

In sight of a swooning world.

A call of the soul, and the senses blended;

The Springtime lost in the glow of the sun,

And two lives rushing, as God intended,

To meet and mingle as one.