Summer Days

On warm hot summer days I love to listen for the ringing of bells on the ice cream trucks, and the buzzing of bees, the smell of fresh roses growing on the side of the house and the smell of fresh vegetables growing from the garden in the backyard I love to sit on the patio holding hands while we watch the sunset go down remembering all the good memories oh how I love doing that every summer but now since you're gone the summers hasn't been the same oh how I wish you were still here.