In a Summer Meadow

Being bathed by sunshine showers Is a vast array of wildflowers. Swaying in time to a summer song This field of color is a dancing throng. They shimmy in the daytime heat And move as one to a breezy beat. Their petals are poised for celebration And send out a perfumed invitation. Bees soon catch wind of the scented air And gather to sample the meadow’s fare. From flower to flower they buzz and play Enjoying the wares of the floral buffet. Butterflies, too, join the revelry As they float along so daintily. Their confetti wings of airy mirth Are bits of rainbow that flutter to earth. Then the birds of songs and other means Lend their plumage to the meadow scene With notes of joyous melody They sing of the daylong gaiety.