Warm golden sunshine washes over my face.
Crisp cool breeze blows my hair.
The beautifully colored flowers cover the place.
With a large tree here and there.
There is a soft streeam with fish swiming by.
And butterflies and bees in the air.
A bird is startled and takes to the sky.
And a deer's tail perks to show he is aware.
The song of summer is high on the meadow.
The honey thick feeling of light.
The sun shines over and leaves no shadow.
With warmth that's large and bright.
I hear the sounds of summer cleanly in my mind.
And the birds twitter their songs.
I think happily and wish to leave the dark behind.
So I may live happily and long.
An excellent choice , where do you get these pictures ? I really enjoy the adherence to meter and rhyme of this poem , sometimes it can be so much easier to be abstract and abstruse , but in this piece the meaning seems clear . It almost makes me proud to be part of the agnate deity you ascribe to sunshine and summer . If I helped inspire this then by me my time has been well spent . Seriously you so take me back to the visions of my youth . Thanks .