July
by Susan Hartley Swett
When the scarlet cardinal tells
Her dream to the dragonfly,
And the lazy breeze makes a nest in the trees,
And murmurs a lullaby,
It's July.
When the tangled cobweb pulls
The cornflower's cap awry,
And the lilies tall lean over the wall
To bow to the butterfly,
It's July.
When the heat like a mist veil floats,
And poppies flame in the rye,
And the silver note in the streamlet's throat
Has softened almost to a sigh,
It's July.
When the hours are so still that time
Forgets them, and lets them lie
Underneath petals pink till the night stars wink
At the sunset in the sky,
It's July.
Which statement best expresses the theme of "July"?
Summer is a calm and peaceful time of year.
Nature is cruel and cares not for human concerns.
The slow pace of life in summer can be frustrating.
People cannot comprehend the complexity of nature.