SWEET summer girl with curling tresses, Loving eyes, and dainty dresses; In birch canoe or shaded nook; Climbing mountains, gathering flowers; Flirting in secluded bowers, -- Whether you be fair or dark, Fond of sketching or a "lark," Far away from city's whirl We will meet you, summer girl. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COMPANIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MODULATIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE DAY AND THE WORK by EDWIN MARKHAM YOUNG LINCOLN by EDWIN MARKHAM BETRAND AND GOURGAUD TALK OVER OLD TIMES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS BRUTUS AND ANTONY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DOMESDAY BOOK: MRS. MURRAY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |