Summer, Here I Am

And in this hot summer night I dream of April rose sprouting Coming innocently bloom looking Too many colors wishing to greet Every heart coming to fruition Morning has come I wake up joyful No more nightmares in the night Early birds I heard their songs Busy bees I see them stride lately Farmers in hats I feel your labor Wife's cook cajoling in the kitchen I see all are busy in my community I observed these things with ease I smile this cup of tea in my hand Feeling at ease now and contented Summer here I am ready to mingle.