LXXXIII: The Seven Days of July: i

Farewell

And June was gone before I had a chance

to thank her fully for the warmth she brought.

Last year, round now, I had a fleeting glance,

and this year was confuzzlingly caught.

But now, July, you have my full intent:

I shall not squander what you bring to share.

I’ll use up every evening and event,

at both your honeybees and havocs stare.

For now the Summer’s fire…