Oh, these days of summer

fly so swiftly by

the birds are on the wing

the garden, growing, nigh

the flowers and the greenery

the sunlight, high above

it's really everything

a dreamer could dream of

the sudden summer showers,

the nearby gurgling stream

the hazy, daisy hours

the air, so fresh and clean....

The brightest of the seasons

days chirp right along

til autumn leaves come tumbling

with a brand new golden song...

Author: Nan Sexton
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