~Daze of Summer~ revised

Sun-burn skies of crimson tides,
warming winds blow-in July.

Greenness curling round each bend,
for autumn frosts to pale again.

Morning wakes the sky each day,
lighting through my valley-way.

Take the season and stretch it long,
too quickly past before it's gone.

Gaze within as sunshine grows,
while flowers stretch on petaled toes.

Everywhere the season flies,
adrift as summer days skip by.

2007 sinnaminsun