Bailey

14

A Perfect Summer Day

The trees will sway
And the birds will sing
Why can't this day much longer stay?

I kick off my shoes
And look up at the sky
A pallet of pretty blues
Every now and then a bird would fly by

Not a cloud to be seen
for miles away
The grass is a rich emerald green
I wish this day could stay

But at the end of every day
The sky will turn to a cold grey
And the light will succumb to shadows
And out come the crickets, away go the swallows
Oh how I wish this day could forever stay