Summer
Summer
Today we got a glimpse of summer,
old man winter, what a bummer.
Blue sky's, singing birds, oh so lovely,
bees buzzing, buds a budding, oh what glee.
Summer's calling, summer's calling, winter's waning.
Rays of glimmer, rays of hope, rays of singing.
Upward, upward little shoots, awakening faces,
reaching higher, ever higher smiling faces.
Summers calling, summers calling, show your splendor!
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2010
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