Summer ball

in #poema6 years ago

Summer ball
Came September, the second half of,
Hoarfrost decorated the earth in the morning,
Flying in the clear sky spider web,
After all, Indian summer rules the summer ball.

Of the web weave a dress
Bushes, trees, and ridges of rocks,
There are different masquerades in the world,
But best of all a wonderful summer ball.