My summer time field
Lying in a meadow of freshly cut hay with the warm summer sunshine
Just dreaming the day away
Being kept cool by a gentle summer breeze, listening to the buzzing sounds
from summer bumble bees
Relaxed and contented beneath the warm summer sky
Blue and clear, not a cloud is passing by
The aroma of the summer wild flowers reaches me as I daydream the sound of water
flowing in a nearby stream
In my summer field of hay I see a field mouse scurrying and collecting bits
to build his field mouse house
A hawk is flying high in the summer sky not a sound does he make
as he majestically goes by
The time for me to leave now as the sunlight fades away
By rest assured I will return to my summer time field of hay
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