Sunshine and Warmth
gliding through my window
the freedom of summer has finally reached me
and I can feel myself getting dumber.
I soon forget about Shakespeare and fractions
And remember my love of sipping lemonade
and dripping ice cream cones
Every where I look I see things
that spring memories to my mind
like old friends popping in out of nowhere
with kind eyes and friendly words
I feel a warm breeze brush against my arm
and hear a birds early morning song.
I see the quaint charm of a summer garden,
and as I run my hands through my hair
I think how glad I am summers here.