Ode to the hayfever season :

In summer’s warm and sunny glow,
The days stretch forever, the breezes slow,
The gardens burst with vibrant hues,
While skies transform to endless blues.

Yet, with the beauty comes a plight,
An unreachable itch from morning light,
My eyes, they water, red and raw,
My throat and ears, a ghastly itching flaw.

I love the fields, the trees, the blooms,
The fragrant air, nature’s delightful tunes,
But hayfever’s invisible hand,
Leaves me seeking for cover, where I stand.

Sunny days remain a mixed delight,
Where joy and sneezes dance in flight,
Still, nature’s beauty, I can’t deny,
Though itchy eyes make me ask why.

So, under cover, I may hide,
From pollen’s touch, in vain I bide,
A nature lover’s summer woe,
Embracing the season, sneezes in tow.

• written by yours truly 😄