Watch that sun rise o’er the trees,
Brings a smile, so wide, with ease.
Walking through the forest slow,
Breathing air so fresh I know.
Summer green is fine and fair,
Bright shining sun heats the air.
Such a chorus birds do sing,
Through the forest it does ring.
Trees and flowers do abound,
Summer beauty all around.
End of day brings setting sun,
All so free for everyone.
Yet this beauty really seems,
So far away, summer dreams.
© 2020 Steve McLeod.