Lazy Summer Days

The trees clap hands as the birds gaily sing The hope and joy that the new day will bring. The redwing blackbird in the cattails hymns. The fish keeps beat time as it jumps and swims. Above clouds swim past in an ocean blue. The sun warms the green grass and melts the dew. The honeybees whiz past on their business Passing by flowers in their accismus. It is a good day to drift in the grass And watch dainty butterflies as they pass. Out in the tall grass the grasshoppers buzz. The wind blows past the dandelion fuzz. I remove the stalk of grass from my teeth And dozing, pillow my head on the heath. I have not a care in the world it seems And my mind is only filled with good dreams.