Dreams of golden sunshine, of lazy times ahead,
Free at last to languish, the beach, our sandy bed.
Hear again, the crashing waves, the seagulls overhead,
To put her out to sea again, life, a chapter read.
As summer yields to autumn’s light,
With golden hues, these playful kites.
Dancing, prancing, grace in flight,
The falling leaves, a last goodnight.
Dancing in the sun, see her soaking in the heat,
Candy for the eye, oh what a dose of summer chic.
Dress so softly flowing, how form and function meet,
An air of sweet seduction, come worship at her feet.
Who is this lovely one, whose raiment, the sun’s own flare,
Strolling on this summer’s day, sweet fragrance lifts the air.
Her skirt so lively, dancing, such playfulness and flair,
Even as the warm breeze rises, in her movement, lose your cares.
Strawberry days, father and son,
Running, playing, fields of fun.
Drinking life, sad worries none,
Endless light, sweet summer sun.
Persistent guests, these little flies,
Balmy weather, how they burst to life.
Oh, quick be gone, seek another clime,
Yet presence hailing, tis summer time!
Towering waves, its raging fists,
Pounding hearts and shaky knees,
Steel the spirit, ride the beast,
Ocean mist, sweet summer kiss.