Old Fashion Summer
Here under these leaves
of the lush gardens and weeds
Grape vines crawl from post to post
that create a resting spot for most
And now the robin is
guarding her young chicks so fair
her nest is made of grasses and hair
Trickling streams of a watery theme
Where dragonflies hover and spread their wings
And the so clever songs the robin sings
For summer comes and brings the heat of the day
Where busy children are out to play
Oh treasure this, theses days that come to pass
Where one may sit and drink a glass
With lemonade and roller-skates
be home before
dark ,or at least by eight
Laboring were the long nights of summer
Were perspiration was a part of slumber
And so we woke with sticky necks and sheets
because all we had was a fan to beat the heat
And reminisce theses days we remember
Its soon back to school
Were we could’t wait until late September
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