It is easy to forget how effervescent and free we all felt that summer.
‘Cause a little bit of summer is what the whole year is all about.
When the sun is shining I can do anything; no mountain is too high, no trouble too difficult to overcome.
I could never in a hundred summers get tired of this.
One benefit of summer was that each day we had more light to read by.
I love how summer just wraps its arms around you like a warm blanket.
Summer has filled her veins with light and her heart is washed with noon.
If it could only be like this always — always summer, always alone, the fruit always ripe.
Smell the sea and feel the sky. Let your soul and spirit fly.
Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.
The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
When all else fails, take a vacation.
Summertime is always the best of what might be.
In summer, the song sings itself.
Summer afternoon — summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.
There shall be eternal summer in the grateful heart.
Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August.
Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.
To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie –
True Poems flee
Summer means happy times and good sunshine. It means going to the beach, going to Disneyland, having fun.
Just living is not enough … one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
A vacation is having nothing to do and all day to do it in.
Spring being a tough act to follow, God created June.
She smelled of sun and daisies with a hint of river water.
If you’re not barefoot, then you’re overdressed.