These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Canzonetta: "Summer's Heat"

The days of summer, known for melting.
See the cats upon the grass.
The fur they shed is quickly pelting
blades and blooms, the scene en masse.
Our faithful hen the coop is toasting,
laying she, her daily egg.
Her thought of greater things is boasting,
"Omelet, now. You need not beg."

How colorful the sunset lying
'cross the sky and down the street.
Immaculate the hues applying.
Lord, Who makes Creations meet.
The stars are coming out to greet us.
Orbs upon the night's first edge.
Our nearest Fire makes lasting treatise,
"Omelets, now. You need not beg."

by Jay O’Toole
on September 10th, 2020