Do you hear the birds singing?
Do you see the children playing?
This means summer has come.
Do you hear the peaceful mornings,
The brightness of each day?
This means summer has come.
When you wake,
Do you see the grass billowing in the breeze?
This means summer has come.
The trees as they rustle,
The dogs barking gaily?
This means summer has come.
When you nestle down at night,
Do you hear the peaceful silence?
This means summer has come.
As you pray by your bed,
Do hear no sounds but your own voice?
This means summer has come.
When you look out your window,
Do you see the sun shining?
This means summer has come.
Do you fall asleep at night,
Hearing the night crickets singing?
This means summer has come.
Do you agree with this poem,
Nodding your head at each question?
This means summer has come.
A wonderful poem of summer and how reflective such are the thoughts - to which "I nod my head".
Portrait of Peter said...
May 31, 2007 1:28 PM