I look out my window and
see little patches of blue sky –
Warm summer sun, shine kindly here
Warm southern wind, blow softly here
All soft and still and fair

The garden thrives, but the tender shoots
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,
But most where trees are sending
Their breezy boughs on high,
The sky smiles down with a dazzling blue
Summer set lip to earth’s ***** bare,
And left the flushed print in a poppy there.

Then a flash of sun on a waiting hill,
The wind carries dust along,
Birds and bees fly through some
leafs of the happy blossoming trees,
Let's enjoy the summer sun, together as long as we can.