Oh Summer Where Are You
Summer ,oh summer can’t you see,
You mean so much so much to me.
I miss the warmth from the air,
The breeze flying through my hair.
The sun beating on down,
The flowers growing from the ground.
The bees buzzing and flying about,
The dogs loud bark kids they shout.
The swimming, the playing, the climbing of trees,
The mountains the camping, more honey bees.
The walking in t-shirts, the bikinis and trunks,
No roof on the car, the smell of the skunk.
The lightening lighting up the sky,
The birds flying oh so high,
The coyotes howl, to the cows grazing in the field.
The pigs rolling in the mud as they squeal.
The candy comes in handy,
When going to the fairs,
The dancing the singing,
Sometimes in squares,
From black flies to mosquitoes biting in the night,
The campfire shinning its bright orange light.
Oh summer where are you?
Are you just a dream?
I want you back, do you hear my scream?
Copyright © Craig Munn | Year Posted 2016
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