Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare,
And left the flush'd print in a poppy there;
Like a yawn of fire from the grass it came,
And the fanning wind puff'd it to flapping flame.
~ from The Poppy by Francis Thompson
We hope that our readers have a chance to get out and enjoy the first day of Summer! May it be a sunny, merry one for you all. :)
Aymi & Laurel