Summer is Poem
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Summer is Poem

ByIsabella Barros
Summer Poems18 Summers Poem
Bright blue skies and wavy crops,
Ice cream cones and soda pops,
Surfing waves and camping nights,
Summer days in pure delight.

Cicadas sing in evening's glow,
Fireflies in twilight show,
Owls call from trees so high,
Magic moments as time flies by.

Fields of gold and farmers' toil,
Rows of green in fertile soil,
Camper vans on roads we roam,
Nature's beauty feels like home.

Bonfires light the starry night,
Stories shared in soft moonlight,
Marshmallows toast on sticks we hold,
Memories made and tales retold.

Swimming pools and sunny rays,
Games and laughter fill our days,
Picnic blankets spread on grass,
Joyful times that always last.

Summer brings a world so bright,
Days of wonder, pure delight,
Nature's poem in every view,
Life in colors, shades of blue.
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Meaning

“Summer is Poem” encapsulates the myriad joys and experiences of summer. From sunny days to magical nights, it highlights the activities, environment, and cultural moments that define the season.

Inspiration Behind

I drew inspiration from the varied and vibrant elements of summer. The warmth, the activities, and the natural beauty all contribute to a season filled with memorable experiences. It’s a celebration of summer in all its forms.

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Isabella Barros, a 34-year-old school teacher and poet, resides in Virginia. With Brazilian heritage, she brings a rich cultural background to her life and writing. A proud mother of a 12-year-old son, Isabella finds inspiration in her family and nature. She holds a bachelor's degree in Economics from Radford University but follows her passion for literature and poetry.

Isabella's love for the outdoors is evident in her hobbies of hiking and kayaking. Her poetry, celebrated for its heartfelt themes and connection to nature, reflects her experiences as a mother and educator. Isabella continues to inspire readers with her unique perspective and love for life.

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