Lazy Days Of Summer Poem

The sweet smell of cut grass clings to my back

Where four-leaf clover grows beside the track

The oxeye daisy said he loves me lots

We kissed in the mist, midst forget-me-knots

The fingers of summer caressed my face

With long lazy days, there's no need for haste

The morning dew drops on a blade of grass

Traps the rainbow and sparkles like cut glass

Honeysuckle, jasmine, and rose perfume

Pervade the air from each perfect bloom

The blackbirds are busy flapping their wings

Fetching and carrying food for fledglings

Bees busy making honey for the queen

In the meadow of red yellow and green

Wildflowers swaying untamed in the breeze

Releasing pollen for bees and for sneeze

Cherries and berries, sweet apples, and pears

Harvest of plenty divided into shares

Some for the birds, for the wasp, and the ants

The rest, for me to make jam with my aunts

Far in the distance, happy voices ring

As children sing about an ancient king

The dog chased a lizard into the pond

Dragonflies hovered and fluttered around

Those lazy summer days end much too soon

See the birds flying south by the light of the moon

They must follow the sun, but one day they'll return

To long summer days for which our hearts yearn