Summers prime


I cant contain myself in summers prime 
Tuneless I hum my wonder songs into rhyme 
Mere scraps of what I think or feel or see 
Whil[e] sauntering narrow lanes – they are to me 
A heritage of happiness & yields 
Peace & calm joy from the refreshing fields
(Fragment)

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