It's Summer
In the bushes, crickets are chirping.
The sun is down in the western sky.
Two birds fly by.
Above the grass, lighting bugs are flashing.
Birds are picking at the ground a lot.
A squirrel is eating an apricot.
A slice of the moon is shining.
The colors of the day are starting to fade.
The green dims in each grass blade.
The hot day ends and it’s time to cool down.
The leaves are still.
Maybe it will.
Copyright © John Le | Year Posted 2014
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