Oh, welcome, July, with your firelit skies,  
Your days draped in sunshine, your nights full of sighs.  
You stride in with splendor, so vibrant, so bright,  
A king crowned in crimson, gold, and soft light.  

The air hums with warmth, with cicada-song’s tune,  
And fields shimmer softly beneath a full moon.  
The rivers move slowly, reflecting the sky,  
While wildflowers bloom where the breezes drift by.  

Your mornings are golden, your noontime ablaze,  
As sunlight ignites the long, languid days.  
With laughter and freedom, you sweetly arrive,  
A heartbeat of summer, so boundless, alive.  

The crackle of bonfires, the sparkle of streams,  
The whisper of dusk, like a canvas of dreams.  
The stars stretch their arms through the velvet of night,  
As fireworks bloom into trails of pure light.  

Oh, welcome, bold July, with your promise so clear,  
Of moments to savor, of joy to revere.  
We’ll bask in your glow, ‘neath your sun’s endless flame,  
And cherish the beauty that sings in your name.