summer yields On 20160808 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems the sun dives for the ocean as the grass puts on its gold, and summer yields a common wealth that can’t be bought or sold To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMore Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading…