Summery trims

A pitch here I make,
For July’s summer days,
Enjoyable in so many ways.

There are changes in its wake,
As blossoms thrive in glamour,
Striving hard to enamor.

For mother nature’s sake,
Just as winter strips her down,
Summer accentuates her crown.

There is joy in it, to take
And little gems to relish,
to adorn and to embellish!
Style of poetry: Constanza